SwagTalk Lyrics

Yeah, uh, uh, let's go, yeah, bitch, this that swag talk

Make em mad dawg, I bet they mad dawg

Let's go, this that swag talk, bet them haters mad y'all

Chase that bag y'all, gotta chase that bag y'all

This that swag talk, bet them haters mad y'all

Chase that bag y'all, gotta chase that bag y'all

This that swag talk, bet them haters mad y'all

Chase that bag y'all, gotta chase that bag y'all

This that swag talk, bet them haters mad y'all

Chase that bag y'all, gotta chase that bag y'all

Hope some nigga, they be talking shit

Then they riding on another nigga dick

All the loud talking don't mean nothing

Nigga talk shit but won't do nothing

I can't fuck with these hoes, they too boring

I be up 4 in the morning

Texting your bitch, she said she be lonely

She want me to give her that bone and

I just want that bread, broke bitch, give me some head

Now fuck a nigga that ain't riding with me

GTown where I'm from Mississippi

Fuck my baby mama, always on that fucking drama

She probably mad cause a nigga don't even want her

Riding around in a foreign

Cruising through the city, I'm touring

Fucking with a bitch named Lauren

They dead to me and don't know it

380 I sold it

On the grind, got a bigger nine

Stack My money up, it's game time

I'm bout my business power

You can't see me, bitch, I'm ghost

Around here, these bitch niggas be doing the most

I brag and boast, ain't nobody close

Sipping on that Hennessy and chilling with your hoes

This that swag talk, bet them haters mad y'all

Chase that bag y'all, gotta chase that bag y'all

This that swag talk, bet them haters mad y'all

Chase that bag y'all, gotta chase that bag y'allThis that swag talk, bet them haters mad y'all

Chase that bag y'all, gotta chase that bag y'all

This that swag talk, bet them haters mad y'all

Chase that bag y'all, gotta chase that bag y'all

I don't know why they be tripping

Make me mad, you can get it

Ride around G-Town city

Got a thicc bitch riding with me

Might post a couple of these videos

Just to floss up on these bitches

Might talk about how I fucked my baby mama's friend

Back when she was tripping

Might talk about how I fucked Susie Boy

When you were acting a bitch

Some niggas they changed on me

But I stay the same homie

Don't run up on niggas

I pull out that 9 and blow out your brain homie

And I ain't beefing with now niggas

Just standing in my lane homie

It's the weekend, I'm getting fucked up

Hennessy, I'm double cupped

They smoking, they cushed up

She want me to fuck her

I never love and trust her

This that swag talk, bet them haters mad y'all

Chase that bag y'all, gotta chase that bag y'all

This that swag talk, bet them haters mad y'all

Chase that bag y'all, gotta chase that bag y'all

This that swag talk, bet them haters mad y'all

Chase that bag y'all, gotta chase that bag y'all

This that swag talk, bet them haters mad y'all

Chase that bag y'all, gotta chase that bag y'all

This that swag talk, bet them haters mad y'all