Swagged Up

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Yeah I'm swagged up
Yeah I'm swagged up
Yeah I'm swagged up
Yeah I'm swagged up

Yeah I'm swagged up you'll never see us swept up
SRT do the race feel like Nascar
Yeah I'm swagged up pull up Bugatti, fast car
(Swagged up)
I'm in the Himalayas get two points up like a motherfuckin lay-up
I get too pissed off with this shut up before you get laid up bitch
I get too pissed off I get my swag and I get rich
I get too pissed off I get my swag and I get bitches
Don't mind me if you can't see the vision
Rags to riches that is my reason
Mad about bitches we going fishin
Shut up, better listen
Two step up in the kitchen
Making money all year round four seasons

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Swagged up
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Givenchy on my sweater
Swagged up
Swagged up
Got a missile on me, ain't a pistol
Don't you come to me, if you're miserable
I got bitches on me, like a miracle
Come to me like a miracle, yeah
Ghost on me go invisible, yeah
Come straight forward no subliminals
Cause I can't put up with that shit

Talkin bout choppas and the sticks
Talkin bout choppas and the blicks
Talkin bout choppas and the MACs
I hope it's all cap
Talkin bout sex, money, murder and drugs it's all cap
Talkin bout murder, you ain't all that
Got me feelin sick
I got it up, I got it stuck
I got my luck
Talkin bout the stacks
I got it up, I count it up
Think I got enough

Swagged up
Swagged up
Swagged up
Swagged up
Swagged up
Yeah I'm swagged up
Yeah I'm swagged up
Yeah I'm swagged up



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Writer(s): Ryan Jambu
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