Swag 2 lyrics

[Intro]
Huh, swag, swag, swag
Huh, swag, swag, swag
Huh, swag (Yeah), swag, swag (It's PlaqueBoy, yeah)
Swag, swag (Huh)

[Chorus]
Step out my brand new Bentayga with swag (Swag, swag, yeah, swag)
Step out my brand new Bentayga with swag (Swag, swag)
Bad b*tch look like Latto, she got scales on her ass (Ass, ass, ass)
Bad b*tch rockin' Mowalola, she into fashion and sh*t (Fashion, yeah, fashion, fashion)
Smoke five blunts, I'm out of this world, how high can I get? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Take ten shots, I'm sauced as hell, how drunk can I get? (Yeah, huh, yeah, yeah)
Pockets gettin' ripped, they swole as hell, drinkin' Fairlife and sh*t (Ha, ha, ha)
They ain't think I would make it here, now it's million dollar advances (Huh, huh, huh)

[Verse]
Skrrt off
Skrrt off in a brand new 2025, Vars' Jacket, but I'm a freshman (Freshman)
Every time I step out, it's cameras and lights, I'm ready for all of the action (Action)
Bossa Nova runs with my ho, she want chimichurri, with the truffle fries (Fries)
She f*cked my mans so I f*cked her friend, I don't gotta apologize (I'on gotta apologize)
Yeah, it pink all May, so I'm rockin' pink every day, this is the best life (This is the best life)
Brand new rings, they ERD, twenty on a cross, who I'm feelin' like? (Who am I feelin' like?)
Huh, shorty got plants in her bedroom, I can't let her suck the di*k, she might bite (Suck the di*k, she might bite)
Huh, she always tryna play fight (She always tryna play fight)
Huh, she always tryna play fight (She always tryna play fight)
[Bridge]
(She always tryna play fight) Swag, swag, swag
(She always tryna play fight, she always tryna play fight) Swag, swag, swag
(She always tryna play fight, she always tryna play fight) Swag, swag, swag
(She always tryna play fight, she always tryna play fight) Swag, swag, swag (Huh)

[Chorus]
Step out my brand new Bentayga with swag (Swag, swag, swag)
Step out my brand new Bentayga with swag (Swag, swag, swag)
Bad b*tch look like Latto, she got scales on her ass (Ass, ass, ass)
Bad b*tch rockin' Mowalola, she into fashion and sh*t (Fashion, yeah, fashion, fashion)
Smoke five blunts, I'm out of this world, how high can I get? (Yeah, huh, yeah, yeah)
Take ten shots, I'm sauced as hell, how drunk can I get? (Yeah, huh, yeah, yeah)
Pockets gettin' ripped, they swole as hell, drinkin' Fairlife and sh*t (Ha, ha, ha)
They ain't think I would make it here, now it's million dollar advances (Huh, huh, huh)