YT - swag up Lyrics

(Swag up, swag up, swag up, get yo)
(Swag up, swag up, swag up, swag up, get yo)
(Swag up, swag up, swag up, get yo)
(Swag up, swag up, swag up, swag up, get yo)
Yeah,
Swag up, I made a bag, yea I'm bagged up
Cuffed your ho, I bagged her
She be wantin' me, coppin' on bags for her
Yeah, bags for her
You can't do that for her
Hunnid on nails, hunnid more on her hair
Honestly feel kinda sad for ya
But too bad for ya
Yuh, f*ck them lames
Can't see shit, my eyes in pain
Go watch yo mouth when speak my name
I wear your salary on my chain
No brain, hate on me, you get no brain
How you hate someone fifteen
Ain't bought a whip I bought a tank
Think it's new, I'm boutta
I'm boutta cause whole lotta red
Come say to my face, I ain't hear what you said
You makin less money and I be a kid
They hit up my phone, they say damn, you the shit
Uh, yeah, tell me something I don't know
Use a Visa cop painting like Mono
Should I lease-a yo track or fly solo
Bitch, I don't know
Huh, top of the game
And I got a poster, say f*ck all the lames
They call me a zombie, I gettin that brain
And how you talk to me, we never the same
Yeah, I can't put point on the blame
I just proposed and I marry the game
Uh, uh, uh,
Yeah,
Swag up, I made a bag, yea I'm bagged up
Cuffed your ho, I bagged her
She be wantin' me, coppin' on bags for her
Yeah, bags for her
You can't do that for her
Hunnid on nails, hunnid more on her hair
Honestly feel kinda sad for ya
But too bad for ya
Please get off my dick
No, you can't get on my shit
Go ahead, throw your fit
Be dead for I drop a miss
Get blinded by my wrist
LV on my eyes, I can't see shit
VENEMENTS on her thighs, I ain't call no woman a bitch
You only despisin cause you ain't be rich
Type shit
They taggin' me like yit back on his shit
They blink and miss it, I just dropped another hit
She throw a fit
She hate my shit
She throw a fit
She hate my shit
She talkin' like we good
I told her, bae, just shut your mouth
I think this girl is delusional
She want me to fly her out
I gettin all these calls from record labels
Bitch, don't need the clout
They hit my phone, they tryna see what time
They can come fly me out
How you hate, you know I'm up
Saw your dude, I basically threw up
Bitch, I'll go and pop your ass
I'll pop you like some gum chew up
What the f*ck
Bitch, I'm up
You can't top my ass
Go talk your shit, I'll pop your ass
Bitch, I'm pissed, I'll break the glass
Say on God, I'm trash
Bitch, don't go and lie on Lord
My verses are a gunfight
Bitch, you went and brought a sword
Say on God, I'm trash
Bitch, don't go and lie on Lord
My verses are a gunfight
Bitch, you went and brought a sword
Yeah,
Swag up, I made a bag, yea I'm bagged up
Cuffed your ho, I bagged her
She be wantin' me, coppin' on bags for her
Yeah, bags for her
You can't do that for her
Hunnid on nails, hunnid more on her hair
Honestly feel kinda sad for ya
But too bad for ya