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Najeeriii - Swagged Out Lyrics



Najeeriii - Swagged Out Lyrics




Gucci Louis fendi n a coach bag

She go throw dat, we always where the hoes at

No cap Ima keep me moving like a nomad

We run up on yo block and beat the glock just like a mopad

She wanna fuq but she ain't all that

So I told her bring her besties where my dogs at

I'm ready looking steady with the semi n a tall mag

Gissepe on my belly wid amiri n that's called swag

My niggas swagged out, Brodie wi the stove he whipping coke up in e the trap house

Hoes be giving throat these bitches know cuz in his bag now

I drinking Hennessy alone in finna Spazz out

You know dat wen I'm rolling in the road I'm bringing straps out

She told that she know what she was on n bitches blacked out

She said that she wouldn't be chasin birkins if she had clout

Yo bitches submitting to get submissive like a tap out

Bay bad bitch ina e house, e room full nuh badda chat gimme na e couch

N mi dig n drill it , n jizz in a e mouths

N e filly spot billy n skin it right out, Senegal skill ina e town

Suh we spinning n we skidding, n we drift in e crown

Have a blicky wid a fiddy clip, a switch e lights out

N a preddy bitch a lik e dick a keep e vibes doh

Gyal uh thicker dan cow shit, uh wouldn't mind see di 7 figures n count it

Give a thot clout, not fi tap a roses

Bitch a drop down from she bob and sosi

Liver dat brown from e liquor dat clouded

Been a chap pounds, robbery bigga dan bounties

Bout she, doh sell fuq gyal doh trip

A ochi di toll Benz buk bob sport it
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Gucci Louis fendi n a coach bag

She go throw dat, we always where the hoes at

No cap Ima keep me moving like a nomad

We run up on yo block and beat the glock just like a mopad

She wanna fuq but she ain't all that

So I told her bring her besties where my dogs at

I'm ready looking steady with the semi n a tall mag

Gissepe on my belly wid amiri n that's called swag

My niggas swagged out, Brodie wi the stove he whipping coke up in e the trap house

Hoes be giving throat these bitches know cuz in his bag now

I drinking Hennessy alone in finna Spazz out

You know dat wen I'm rolling in the road I'm bringing straps out

She told that she know what she was on n bitches blacked out

She said that she wouldn't be chasin birkins if she had clout

Yo bitches submitting to get submissive like a tap out

Bay bad bitch ina e house, e room full nuh badda chat gimme na e couch

N mi dig n drill it , n jizz in a e mouths

N e filly spot billy n skin it right out, Senegal skill ina e town

Suh we spinning n we skidding, n we drift in e crown

Have a blicky wid a fiddy clip, a switch e lights out

N a preddy bitch a lik e dick a keep e vibes doh

Gyal uh thicker dan cow shit, uh wouldn't mind see di 7 figures n count it

Give a thot clout, not fi tap a roses

Bitch a drop down from she bob and sosi

Liver dat brown from e liquor dat clouded

Been a chap pounds, robbery bigga dan bounties

Bout she, doh sell fuq gyal doh trip

A ochi di toll Benz buk bob sport it
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Writer: Najeeri Smart
Copyright: Lyrics © HAPILOS PUBLISHING, LLC

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Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Najeeri Smart

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