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letra de swag master pt. 2 - yung sandwich

[chorus: yung sandwich]
i got so much swag, yeah
driving with your main chick
zooming in it way quick
ride with me, real dangerous
go ham on the mic, yeah
my sh-t way too hype, yeah
we up the whole night, yeah
i got swag, that’s right, yeah

[verse 1: yung sandwich]
road head, try not to crash the whip
hundred b-tches in my room, and they all want strip
i’ma take the whole bottle, f-ck taking a sip
got h-lla rollies on, just look at my drip
i do this all day
love it when the b-tches got good cake
work real hard take no breaks
’cause i’m just tryna fly in the plane, in the plane, in the plane, real high
hop out of the whip, land in dubai
b-tches in my dms, too many to reply
fire shots at your crib, like the 4th of july
oh you tryna make peace? b-tch this ain’t versailles
too many foreign girls, think this one’s thai
look at the lambos, count ’em, they’re mine
swag swag swag, i’ll make you resign
[chorus: yung sandwich]
i got so much swag, yeah
driving with your main chick
zooming in it way quick
ride with me, real dangerous
go ham on the mic, yeah
my sh-t way too hype, yeah
we up the whole night, yeah
i got swag, that’s right, yeah

[verse 2: yung sandwich]
skirt off the whip, yeah i whip it
i whip it, i whip it, yeah that foreign car
hear all my raps and you’ll quickly find out i’m a star
you boys are really sub-par
they said i’d be nothing, they said i’d be wack
then i dropped the album and lifted the bar
you can’t compare to me, you cannot even come close
and you can’t fit my swag in a jar
i smoke these boys like cigars
leave you with a big nasty scar
i’ll make you boys disappear
i’m gonna end your career
yeah this sh-t very severe
i’m what all these rappers fear
my songs are very high tier
i do the dash, paul revere
got money like a cashier
rap fast like i’m auctioneer
[chorus: yung sandwich]
i got so much swag, yeah
driving with your main chick
zooming in it way quick
ride with me, real dangerous
go ham on the mic, yeah
my sh-t way too hype, yeah
we up the whole night, yeah
i got swag, that’s right, yeah

[verse 2: yung j-ppy]
i got swag that’s right
yeah, two benz blacked out like night
yeah, we got guns, you might
but we shooting shots despite
yung j-ppy take the lead
headshot shows in the k!llfeed
my path you can’t impede
drive the car like it’s a steed
hit you one-two like i’m creed
some more swag is what you need
just got the tec, and yeah it’s pretty nifty
got be careful, ’cause the wrist super drippy
ice so cold, leave the wrist super brittle
j-ppy and sandwich, don’t get caught in the middle

- yung sandwich

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