No Swagger (Ass Grabber) lyrics

[Chorus]
We don't f*ck b*tches mine way badder
Why you used to f*ck this b*tch, but I made her ass fatter
And I said I made her ass fatter
Hit it from the back and that sh*t turned me to an ass grabber
Popped this Percocet so I don't ever blast at her
pus*y got me higher as a [?] she a good [?]
di*k almost killed a b*tch, had to toe-tag her
Yeah, that lil' n*gga, he got hits but he got no swagger

[Verse 1]
No swagger, throw shots, throw daggers
f*cked this b*tch then put on my jeans like McJager
Every b*tch that you been had, n*gga been had her
Don't make me put yo' babymomma in a Brabus, b*tch
I'ma rockstar, Lеnny Kravitz, b*tch
Seventy-eight hundrеd for a jacket, b*tch
21 million I'ma savage, b*tch
I'ma make a hundred more M's from actin' b*tch
[?] money, b*tch I feel like Jackson, b*tch
Yeah these n*ggas lying they be readin' scripts
You my best friend if you really get them scripts
I'm just tryna' see how much lean you can get
b*tch I'm so rich tryna' [?] tryna get hit
I'm just tryna' see which one of yall wanna be rich
I'm just tryna see which one of yall can suck like a tick
I done put a Rollie on my wrist and it don't tick
I done put some diamonds on my wrist and them b*tches hit
Yellow diamond Corona, but a n*gga not sick
I don't go no where around the world without my glick
I don't took a top b*tch right out the mix
I can tell these n*ggas ain't got no hoes, really sick
I can cut that n*gga out my pic, cause he a snitch
Money just appear in my bank, just like I'm the glitch
You don't need a chopper just get a Glock with a switch
[Chorus]
We don't f*ck b*tches mine way badder
Why you used to f*ck this b*tch, but I made her ass fatter
And I said I made her ass fatter
Hit it from the back and that sh*t turned me to an ass grabber
Popped this Percocet so I don't ever blast at her
pus*y got me higher as a [?] she a good [?]
di*k almost killed a b*tch, had to toe-tag her
Yeah, that lil' n*gga, he got hits but he got no swagger

[Verse 2]
Look, I know voodoo, I been practicing
I got more yellow lambs than an african
Driving cabs in New York, really trafficking
b*tch, I'm a shark in the water when I grab the fin
f*cked on my b*tch then I gave her back
f*cked on my b*tch one more time then I took her back
I done pulled up with motherf*ckin' mini MAC
I done f*cked on your b*tch and my b*tch, same time, that's a [?]
Hit the smallest n*gga in the room, midget MAC
I can put this girl right here in front of you, you still can't get her back
n*gga, I be spittin' facts
I ain't ever got a riddle back
f*cked her in the air, I need a ceiling MAC
Pulled up in my new coupe, they keep askin' where my ceiling at
She said that n*gga ain't got, where his millions at
I can't even see where my b*tch wrist at
All I know that's prolly' where it's chilly at
Lil Uzi Vert, yeah I'm where Philly at
If I ain't killin' raps, stizzy they be killin' that
I know that the opps, they ain't really feelin' that
Make her have my baby, now I don't want yo' baby back
[Chorus]
We don't f*ck b*tches mine way badder
Why you used to f*ck this b*tch, but I made her ass fatter
And I said I made her ass fatter
Hit it from the back and that sh*t turned me to an ass grabber
Popped this Percocet so I don't ever blast at her
pus*y got me higher as a [?] she a good [?]
di*k almost killed a b*tch, had to toe-tag her
Yeah, that lil' n*gga, he got hits but he got no swagger