SWAG Lyrics – YG

SWAG song from the album Laugh Now Kry Later. The song is sung by YG. The song’s music produced by DJ Swish, Quintin Gulledge, Benjamin Lasnier & is written by Benjamin Lasnier, Quintin Gulledge, DJ Swish, YG. The music video directed by Arrad starring YG. Music Label Def Jam Recordings.

SWAG Song Credits

Song Title – SWAG
Album – Laugh Now Kry Later
Director – Arrad
Starring -YGProducer – DJ Swish, Quintin Gulledge, Benjamin Lasnier
Singer – 
YG
Lyricist – Benjamin Lasnier, Quintin Gulledge, DJ Swish, YG
Music Label – Def Jam Recordings
 

SWAG Song Lyrics

Hop in the whip and I smash
On the way to the bag
Slim thick, my type, she bad
Hol’ up, let me get in my bag

Swag, swag, swag, swag
Swag, swag, swag, swag
One call, they pull up fast
Wrong move, that pistol blast
I’m dressed in all black
Match my Glock, I think I’m shaft
Swag, swag, swag, swag
Swag, swag, swag, swag

I got it lit, they mad, ayy
Baby say I look like dad, ayy
I don’t really do much really
I jus pull up with a whole lot of swag, ayy
Hit it from the front and the back
She suck me, I eat it, we tit for tat
Twelve Ms for two albums in twelve months
I’m rich, do the math,aye
Hop in the whip, let’s ride out
Big ass crib, it’s a hide out
Yeah, I hit it for the clout
My dick, I don’t lie about
Hit it on designer couch
Too much swag, call a time out
They say its a drought, we figure it out
Bitch, I’m him, without a doubt

Hop in the whip and I smash
On the way to the bag
Slim thick, my type, she bad
Hol’ up, let me get in my bag

Swag, swag, swag, swag
Swag, swag, swag, swag
One call, they pull up fast
Wrong move, that pistol blast
I’m dressed in all black
Match my Glock, I think I’m shaft
Swag, swag, swag, swag
Swag, swag, swag, swag

I be swaggin’ on ’em
The drip be splashin’ on ’em
I’m a gangsta, I get fly, bitch, I’m from California
YG a foolie off the Juli, he be spazzin’ on em
Designer face mask, ooh, can’t catch the ‘rona
Hunnids drippin’. Scottie Pippen
Pay me bitch, or I’m dippin’
Swagga different, no fucks givin’
Hunnids blue, but I’m not Crippin’
Pistol grippin’, always trippin’
Hate these niggas, love my women
Red cup sippin’, I be living
Swagga cold, I be chillin’, ice

Hop in the whip and I smash
On the way to the bag
Slim thick, my type, she bad
Hol’ up, let me get in my bag

Swag, swag, swag, swag
Swag, swag, swag, swag
One call, they pull up fast
Wrong move, that pistol blast
I’m dressed in all black
Match my Glock, I think I’m shaft
Swag, swag, swag, swag
Swag, swag, swag, swag

Hunnids drippin’, Scottie Pippen
Pip-Pippen, Pip-Pip-Pip-Pippen
Pay me, bitch, or I’m dippin’
Scott-Scott-Scott-Scottie Pippen
Swagga different, no fucks givin’
No, no-no fucks givin’
Hunnids drippin’, Scottie Pippen
Hunnids, hun-hunnids drippin’

Swag, swag
Swag, swag
Swag, swag
Swag, swag
Swag, swag
Swag, swag
Swag, swag
Swag, swag

SWAG Video

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