MY SWAG
Santana 9ine
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I'm a star touching money right now I got mob take me to that money right now You from abroad? Hit my phone you want it right now Throw them racks out watch her show it for me Aye them packs out, she gon blow it for me Brought them racks out I think she tryna pluck em from me Brought them racks out I think she tryna f*ck em from me They want My swag They want My sound They want My bag They want My count Let's come with that shit, let's put that shit to they mouth We came with that shit now we can't bring the rate down Put her face down, I like my paper face down Hope she stay down, damn I hope she stay down uh If they can't keep it 100 them I don't want em round naw It's sad when you get money that you gotta 100 round tuck She askin' my religion and I told that girl the truth And these hoes been saying they love me but I just wanna hear that from you How they gon play up in my face then come back, act like we cool? Them it won't be sad when I see they face and I come back and I go (brrrpsh) I'm a star touching money right now I got mob take me to that money right now You from abroad? Hit my phone you want it right now I got mob take me to that money right now She gon blow it for me, she gon blow a bag Yeah I gotta have it, all that shit I never had He can't never Go, we gon blow the launching pad I can't stop blowin' I jus hope they don't make me mad Gave her one task and I swear she brought it back How this my bad? I jus think bout my stack Man this my life, when ya die yeen coming back I know the fly lyfe, it's buisness tryna stay on track We abide by, by rules that they don't abide by I'm a fly guy, this bitch said I'm a fly guy damn Bitch don't wanna see and won't reply got- (damn) But these niggas been tryna be me, you can't and cry about it You know that what you do, you gotta ride bout it Had to step up out that room because it's too crowded Can't keep talking bout these moves, I gotta move bout it They be mad you getting money, you gotta shoot bout it (SMH) When you touch a couple thou, you gotta shoe box it And I'm jus tryna live my life I don't care bout who bout it You show a couple thousand she move body Still riding on this road can't see Nobody I'm a star touching money right now I got mob take me to that money right now You from abroad? Hit my phone you want it right now Throw them racks out watch her show it for me Aye them packs out, she gon blow it for me Brought them racks out I think she tryna pluck em from me Brought them racks out I think she tryna f*ck em from me They want My swag They want My sound They want My bag They want My count Let's come with that shit, let's put that shit to they mouth We came with that shit now we can't bring the rate down Put her face down, I like my paper face down Hope she stay down, damn I hope she stay down uh
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