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letra de slutie - bay swag

[intro]
gvrlnd!, i’m rockin’ with this one
and this beat from cash, not from youtube

[chorus: bay swag]
20k up in ricky, that sh-t wasn’t sh-t to me
it’s okay then, a young n-gga really got bows out in italy
if you want me and bro, you need to send a piece
way before i had money, i been a p
if i need me some gear, i’ma hit up d
i’ma blow the head top, he ain’t hit a fee
when i pop me a perc, i’ma black out
if it’s only round two, make her tap out
i love b-tches that walk with they ass out
need some p’s? you can count on the trap house (tss)
word around, i got tired of the qua’
f-ck trisha, my young n-ggas shootin’ like clay
f-ck a 10, need a curry, that sh-t to the face

[post-chorus: bay swag]
i need a switch when i land in the a
my og’s [?], i can’t run out of pape’

[verse 1: lil tecca]
yeah, i stay with my dawg, i feel like i’m vick, yeah
my shooter, hе pull up, pull up with a stick, woah
i play with her cl-t, she f-ck with the cliquе, yeah
she wanna know how i feel, i been on the fence
the way you throwin’ it back, i might pay your rent
you know i do what i want, he do what he can
i’m tryna do it because, yeah, you know what it was
i’m tryna do it because, i’m just tryna f-ck
i’m tryna do it because, i’m just tryna f-ck
shawty, i know you a sl-t, you know it
[verse 2: bay swag]
i put my thumb in her b-tt
n-ggas said [?] h-llcats, b-tch, it was us
[?] sh-t on her guts
i need to put down the cup, screamin’, “free angie,” no matter what
get it and take it, you know how i bome
i keep a lil’ nasty b-tch, nut on her tongue
my b-tch in chanel but she holdin’ a gun
f-ckin’ with—
f-ckin’ with n-ggas, they thought i was done

[open verse]

[chorus: bay swag]
(gvrlnd!, i’m rockin’ with this one)
20k up in ricky, that sh-t wasn’t sh-t to me
it’s okay then, a young n-gga really got bows out in italy
if you want me and bro, you need to send a piece
way before i had money, i been a p
if i need me some gear, i’ma hit up d
i’ma blow the head top, he ain’t hit a fee
when i pop me a perc, i’ma black out
if it’s only round two, make her tap out
i love b-tches that walk with they ass out
need some p’s? you can count on the trap house (tss)
word around, i got tired of the qua’
f-ck trisha, my young n-ggas shootin’ like clay
f-ck a 10, need a curry, that sh-t to the face

- bay swag

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