Luxurious ft. S.W.A.N. Lyrics

I wanna be buried in luxury

Bring the sarcophagus, drip me in gold

I wanna be poppin' that bubbly

Big crib, fast cars, clothes, the hoes

20 rooms, just to get intimate

Party legend, go viral, on internet

I go spyro, with pyro, and pirouette

Hell on earth, believe that I'm livin' it

This shit is imminent, this shit a nightmare,

How you gon' go, and get, S.W.A.N.,

Transform like voltron, y'all niggas don't fight fair

I'm 'bout to pass the baton, ignite up the fire,

Don't care, if can't light here

Live like a don or a boss, no matter the cost,

I'll pay it, it's light, yeah

My pockets been buzzin' all night, yeah

Ha, ha, like, yeah, 30-pack on my right hand

20 hoes on my pipe, yeah, spend ten just tonight

Cause I'm feelin' fine, bling off the right ear

Gott'em deaf, dumb, and blind

Dressed to the nine, checks in the mail, ha

Yeah, I'm blessed, can't you tell, ha

Heads or tails on a flip, ha

Either way, how them came up

Nigga, ask your mom, ask your bitch, ha

Autograph on they tits, ha

Black man foreign whip, ha

All white, dark tints, ha

Gettin' in there, i done threw up your girl, on the floor

Nigga, like I'm sick, ill

I be gone, in the mist

Off the Patron with a lime and a twist

I'll be the Patron, when I'm on and I'm rich

Won't need a pardon, when I'm off with your bitch

Foot on the gas, F1 fast

Rev it up, feelin' like the flash

I'm comin' up, creepin' with the stash

I'm runnin' up dames and hit the dash

Yeah, yeah

W's, I'm comin' live from the W

After I fail, smoke up my L's

Now all I'm exhaling is W's

It's just the beginning, of gettin' these ends

Hop in the booth, change up like Kent

Superman 1 milli, all for the set

5 milli deal-y, ain't takin' no less

I want the next 30, 50 in increments

I wanna flex up, Dior, gotta implement

How you that nigga with all of that bitchin' shit

I'm a winner, you see how I'm winnin' shit

Horror scene on the scene, I be killin' shit

Rollin' weed out the P, I can't smoke enough

Little freak on my drum, tryna slurp me up

I'm a beast, I'm a Chico, can't know enough

Tryna hold me down, but I'm goin' up

Bitch, please, lips, please

Lower them and treat this dick like it's 50

Rollin' up, I'm with some G's

Like a couple bands in the pocket

And more comin' in, we deposit

Transformed from a man to a god

You still a homie that we send to the store

Didn't understand, now they gon' fall

They don't understand, flames is on demand

Watch me drop, I'm goin' bomb

Niggas make you understand

If you make a stand, wave of hand and it's off

With him, I am king, I am ruler

I am abuser, like, what the fuck wrong with him

Yes, I am him, the Iron kid, the iron stick

hot, brand'em, we gon' hit'em like Nagasaki

Pressure like young boy Bobby

I'm pitchin' Fernando Rodney

My hitting's on A-Rod bombing, runs alarming

You don't really know my body, though

Baby, I'm bout it, bout it, when it's bout these O's

Ladies, the loudest, loudest that I probably own

Hades, that's fire, fire that I'm probably on

I got the smooth moves, call me Wario

Taking your bitch, just a friend, call me Mario

Tryna hit peach, with the pipe, like im Mario

Soy, de los chicos más malos del barrio, wooo