Swagga So Sikk (feat. Louisiana Ca$h)

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What it do, man
Quikkdraw in da buildin' blood, sweat, hustle, fam
You know, I'm all in
Fresh cut, fresh kicks
I'm ballin', man
You know, let's get it
Swagger so sick, no
Swagger, no sticks, no seeds
Just a good bag of this shit
Good weed when I wake up I'm
Sayin' my prayers in the morning
Then I'm off to my spot to get my cake up my kicks
Be on point, my fit
Duffybanybody who want it
Could get it, my boy, trust me
Mug on mean
I'm pourin' a four of that juice
So when we hit the club, the thugs gon' lean
Got the chicken heads jocked out
I still ride with the Glock out
Down the pot shots out
Round my way, niggas clown and knock cops off
Then ride around town in the drop with the top off
I'm the real McCoy, my boy, but y'all knock off
No beef to eat, then sweet, no hot sauce
Told them get on my level, them niggas got lost
I'm the one, you niggas not boss
That's cause my
Swagger so sick
When they see me, they be throwin' up
Swagger so sick
When they see me, they be throwin' up
Check me out now
Check me out now
Check me out now
Check me out now
Swagger so sick
When I pull up, women cuttin' up
Tellin' myself that I ain't goin' here for no trouble, but if
Haters in here doin' they thing, shit, I'ma do me
I'm a hater hurta,
Popeyes, I'm givin' a two-piece
Get high, hit the Popeyes, give me a two-piece
Two extra orders of fries, cause we done blew three
Ain't your name quick? I holla out, who me
Yeah, baby, quick draw, two K's and no C
I used to move a P to a O.Z
With the best D up in the game, and I ain't talkin' bout a 4'3
Pants full of metal, please don't make me use it
I'll make sure you dance with the devil
She diggin' my bauds, my pants, they a shevel
Got a pocket full of grams and grands, it's whatever she
Diggin' my bauds, my pants, they a shevel
Got a pocket full of grams and grands, it's whatever
Cause my
Swagger so sick
When they see me, they be throwin' up
Swagger so sick
When they see me, they be throwin' up
My swagger so sick
My shirt, my kicks, my fit
Can you please stay off my dick
My clique so thick, hit the club do it large
Drankin' Paul mason straight, niggas goin' hard
Hoes boppin' on the kid, thinkin' that I'm stunner
Tell the waitress, give me the bottle, that cost a hundred
I don't know what y'all doin' but me, I'm gettin' money
Swag sick, swag stupid, so niggas be actin' funny
Say quick, I'm in the VIP, lookin' for a bitch
From the Ject, but she go to LSU and ride dick
Have a breakin bread with me, make her my side chick
If you stack my bread up, it's, standin' like 5'6
Back to the club, back to the wall
With my hat real low and I'm postin' with my dawg
Got some good in the Gar, got the pistol in the car
C-A, ain't dollar be the shit, get a doctor in this bitch
Cause my
Swagger so sick
When they see me, they be throwin' up
Swagger so sick
When they see me, they be throwin' up
Check me out now

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