Swag (MASHUP) lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yes, I f*cked your b*tch, I did it in the telly, yeah
I'ma hit it from the back, it’s in her belly, yeah
Got Marconi on my feet, these n*ggas steady, yeah
Swaggin' on these n*ggas, they embarrassed (Swag)
Diamonds on my wrist, I go baguettin' every carat (Yeah)
Take a diamond off my wrist, you probably could go and get married
And you know that I pull up, I ain’t really too scary
I done found a group of girls, they look just like cherries

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Gang, thicc and we all legit
How I get a million dollars, that so quick
Put gold rims on it so they notice
Grind all the time so a MILL is what I'm gon' get
I don't talk it about living it
If it ain't blue strips I ain't getting it
I'mma hit the strip club and I'm tippin it
I just lef the club with another n*gga b*tch, gang!

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
Okay, let’s skate
Bad b*tch finna come my way
Going ninety when I’m on the highway
Can't go high without the high, ayy
Everyday I wake up, smoke another gram, ayy
I don’t give a f*ck, nor another damn, ayy
I'm smoking the kush from the Hoover Dam, ayy
I'ma let these b*tches know (who I am)
[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]
I guess you can say I put in practice
On the strip, under lights, now I'm back b*tch
And even if I’m blown on my own
With the chrome to your dome
Make you stretch like elastic
Spring to the Fall, hoes still on my balls
It's the number one n*gga from the hood Doggy Dogg
Still pull up on a n*gga when I need to be heard
I'm a killer and a stealer, but I ain't from Pittsburgh

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yes, I f*cked your b*tch, I did it in the telly, yeah
I'ma hit it from the back, it's in her belly, yeah
Got Marconi on my feet, these n*ggas steady, yeah
Swaggin' on these n*ggas, they embarrassed (Swag)
Diamonds on my wrist, I go baguettin' every carat (Yeah)
Take a diamond off my wrist, you probably could go and get married
And you know that I pull up, I ain't really too scary
I done found a group of girls, they look just like cherries

Yes, I f*cked your b*tch, I did it in the telly, yeah
I'ma hit it from the back, it's in her belly, yeah
Got Marconi on my feet, these n*ggas steady, yeah
Swaggin' on these n*ggas, they embarrassed (Swag)
Diamonds on my wrist, I go baguettin' every carat (Yeah)
Take a diamond off my wrist, you probably could go and get married
And you know that I pull up, I ain't really too scary
I done found a group of girls, they look just like cherries
(Yeah)
[Verse 4: XXXTENTACION]
He don't want no one-on-one (Yeah)
He grab that gun
Equipped with the clip, my son
What happened to a fist fight?
Really with the sh*t
If a n*gga pull up on me
Might shoot a n*gga di*k right off
And n*ggas often kissing coffins
'Cause their brothers steady barking
At the system
Like their b*tch at the apartment but
This Glock I trust, this motherf*ckin' Glock I... (Ayy!)