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yung swift - swag on lyrics

[intro]
swag on
swag off
swag on
swag off
swag on

[hook: yung swift & casper tng]
i’m swag out
i’m throwing money b-tches keep your hands out
even when i chilling i stand out
gucci, louis, prada excuse me i got a lot of swag
and that’s why all these girls tryna do me
i ain’t rich but the lil b-tch love me when i put my swag on
i say my lil b-tch love me when i put my swag on
and i got that personal sh-t that gold inside my louis patch
and i got that type swag that have these ladies all around

[verse 1: yung swift]
okay okay
tell me where my time is at
i started forty five stopped at coffee time always working hard
they saying i need a break and i got this b-tch don’t worry
like i got that b-tch no worries
and we popping all the bottles like a champagne party
about to start to tell ’em n-gg-s bring shawty’s
old shawty told me this new shawty old me that recognizing me to meet are you really ’bout my tracks
holla back let me holla back
just to get on track
bring it back make that b-tch food then i holla back
haha
and you so so hot i sweat girl
looking at my swag and i know you book it
from the back first time we met girl
and i got some of this and you got some of that
i’m swinging my chain, she swinging my d-ck
and i’m so so gone like i just rolled a blunt
i don’t chase no b-tches i’m on my money hon

[verse 2: casper tng]
diamonds on my ears so iced out i can’t hear
yeah they call me young casper cause i ghost then disappear
i got something sharp on me n-gg- don’t be scared
and the girls flock my cl-ss cause my swag is up be airs
b-tch i’m fifteen big dreams
she say she want money for some clothes
b-tch please swag to the fifteen
mess with the fam and get split like some spliffys
you don’t wanna miss me i’m so f-cking sick g
uh
young and f-cking careless
when i walking the hallways your girl friend is staring
but i could really care less all covered in carats
make these b-tches stop breath in b-tch call it airless

[verse 3: yung swift]
stop watch wrist watch
tick tock my g-shock
let me get a free shot
like a free throw
watch a n-gg- rock these n-gg-s like kimbo
i be on top like my head on a pillow
she be on the riding on the top like lay low, lay low
and she lay low
watch the beat drop like it fade out, uh
my tape sh-t hot like i’m in beijing
n-gg-s straight stunning
the ladies wanna hop up on the same thing
and i know they love it
why does your girlfriend wanna date me
yeah she a sl-t she crazy
why does your girlfriend wanna date me
yeah she a sl-t she crazy
n-gg-s straight balling n-gg-s got game
n-gg-s got money n-gg- got shades
n-gg-s straight balling n-gg-s got game
n-gg-s got money n-gg- got shades
n-gg-s straight balling n-gg-s got game
n-gg-s got money n-gg- got shades
n-gg-s straight balling n-gg-s got game
n-gg-s got money n-gg- got shades
n-gg-s straight balling n-gg-s got game

- yung swift lyrics

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