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Big Swag [Full Studio Session]
by
Juice WRLD
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Yeah Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm Yeah, yeah On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball In the studio, had to turn my phone off Working for a new car, I'ma hit a burnout Just to make these n***as mad, yeah I go all out On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball Hater mad, hater really p*ssed off Do your dance on they ass, make 'em p*ssed off On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball On that b*t*h Young rich n***a drippin' and flexin' Young rich n***a run up a check Young rich n***a drippin' and flexin' Young rich n***a run up a check Fallin', all my shots be fallin' (They be fallin') Like Spalding, the way a young n***a be ballin', yeah (I be ballin') Love Dior so much, f**k a price tag (Rich) I need everything on the shoe rack (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Richer than a b*t*h, I can't go back (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Wavy n***a, f**k a durag And f**k yo crew, yeah I heard they scared to shoot, yeah (Ya dig?) And I heard they all be on the same sh*t Hatin' the basic, lookin' at the money they ain't makin' (Ya dig, ya dig, ya dig) Sauce on 'em, drip on 'em, ball on 'em, yeah Sauce on 'em, drip on 'em, Ball on 'em, yeah On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball Hater mad, hater really p*ssed off Do yo dance on they ass, make 'em p*ssed off On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball On that b*t*h Young rich n***a drippin' and flexin' Young rich n***a run up a check Young rich n***a drippin' and flexin' Young rich n***a run up a check Damn, would you look at the time (Tick tock) The whole wide world is feelin' the vibe (Ya dig?) Sit down, buckle up, it's a long ride (Skrt, skrt, skrt) This a spaceship, all hands inside (Skrt) Zoom (Out here), past the hate In the room (In the room), gravitate From your doom (From your doom), to a new day (To a new) I pour you up some lean, with some D'ussé Not a role model, I just know how it go (Know how it go) Do this for the kids, yeah the fans at my shows (Fans at my shows) If she don't love you, let her go, he a hater let him know Then throw them hundreds in the air, and turn up the stereo (Rich rich rich) On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball Hater mad, hater really p*ssed off Do yo dance on they ass, make 'em p*ssed off On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball On that b*t*h Young rich n***a drippin' and flexin' Young rich n***a run up a check Young rich n***a drippin' and flexin' Young rich n***a run up a check Yeah, I need a full red Run up on me, you dead You get shot in the head b*t*h, I don't f**k with feds I'm tryna f**k, yeah Tell that b*t*h open her legs I do not f**k with feds Take this gun to the head Designer my clothes, yeah Designer my drugs, yeah Designer my hoes, yeah Xanny, perc, yeah Xanny, Percocet, It feel perfect, yuh Dumping on yo set, n***a f**k it I'm with all the f**k sh*t So hard, can't function, yeah I pop pills, til' I f**k up my stomach, yeah! Give her pipe, til' she call me a plumper, yeah! He go dumb on that sh*t, I go dumber, yeah! Run up on me, that .40's a dumper, yeah! I'm a dog with this sh*t, yes I hump her, yeah! I go shoot b*t*h Like Iman no Shumpert, yeah! I pop Xans, I do perks, that's for comfort, yeah! Run up on me, then you better take cover, yeah! .40 on me, get to shooting, get to bussin', yeah! Sick of n***as, starting taking Robitussin, yeah! Ain't with fighting, ain't with fussin', ain't with tussling, yeah! Run up on me, chopper causin' an eruption, yeah! Huh, clip up in my pants, like an erection, yeah! Freestyle, boy, this sh*t look like perfection, yeah! Got my hand on my money and my weapon, yeah! I got first to you, that b*t*h sloppy seconds, yeah! Huh, money, pu**y, power, that's a preference, yeah! Open up, like a Christmas present, yeah! I'm a king, you's a goddam peasant, yeah! Run up on me, .40 teach you a lesson, yeah! Huh, you ain't getting money, get to steppin', yeah Huh, never in my life have I felt threatened, yeah Huh, pop pills and the pain lessons But, I don't learn lessons, yeah! Ha, ha, ayy Pull up on the scenes, I need my weapon, yeah! Huh, made another day, it's a blessing, yeah! Huh, let's go on a date, up in heaven On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball Hater mad, hater really p*ssed off Do yo dance on they ass, make 'em p*ssed off On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball On that b*t*h Young rich n***a drippin' and flexin' Young rich n***a run up a check Young rich n***a drippin' and flexin' Young rich n***a run up a check I was taught to rob the plugs, taught to steal If a n***a in our way, he get killed Huh, that's for real Huh, that's for real f**k how you feel It's all about the dollar bills If I get locked up, no I won't squeal, uh That's for real I don't remember what happened anyway, I was off of the pills For real Yeah, yeah, yeah Choppa on me, big dog You want beef, then you need to get your steaks off Pockets fat, no diet b*t*h, Rick Ross R. Kelly, with these hoes, they be p*ssed off, yeah Sippin' on the crystal VVS up in my wrist, just like some crystals, huh Ballin' hard like Chris Paul You n***a funny to me like Chris Rock (Chris Rock, Chris Rock) Bullets sharp than a b*t*h, like on guard, ha, ha Break yo' back, then yo' heart, yeah Huh, nina in the truck, I'm gon' spark it Roll that weed up and spark it Two hits, then I'm dancing with the Martians Yeah, like Marvin, huh, ayy Look, I'm the chief, I'm the sergeant, yeah, ayy Only one of me, f**k a squadron I feel like Future, Hendrix I'm honest I'm just being honest Purple Passion Hit from the back, damn Then she backspin Why you capping? I know red coach Like what's brackin'? That's on God, I go hard Put that on my squad .40 on me, bodyguard He'll tear you apart You get stomped right in the yard Tear your mans apart, Ion know why he start Dread my head just like I'm Coolio Ballin' like I'm Rubio Catch me in the newest whip f**king on the newest ho Balling out like Kobe, oh Huh, make the gun sing That b*t*h look like OVO On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball Hater mad, hater really p*ssed off Do yo dance on they ass, make 'em p*ssed off On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball On that b*t*h Young rich n***a drippin' and flexin' Young rich n***a run up a check Young rich n***a drippin' and flexin' Young rich n***a run up a check Put that knife around my heart .40 with a dart, I'll tear yo ass apart Put that on the gang Yeah, I put that on the squad I put that on God I put that on God I'ma get rich, yeah Every goddamn, going down, going hard Huh, Pull your card Huh, .40 on me I don't need no bodyguard Huh, f**k the second place sh*t, I'm taking charge, huh Yeah, you'll get stomped like the yard That's on God, on Allah, huh Yeah, on my gang, on my squad, oh my God I go hard, ha, yeah, ayy That's just how it is That's just how we are (That's just how we are, That's just how we are) That's on God Oh my God Yeah, I go hard Yeah, that's on God Yeah, I take charge Yeah, I'ma f**k yo b*t*h up in my front yard Yeah, doing percs up in my front yard Yeah, oh ménage Yeah, ménage à trois Yeah, she drop her top Yeah, to give me top Yeah, that's on God, huh Yeah, yeah, baby, that's on God, huh Yeah, yeah, I cannot deny I'm so different, I ain't like those other guys You should listen, to all of they other cries They not like I, huh, ayy They fake n***as up in this b*t*h On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball Hater mad, hater really p*ssed off Do yo dance on they ass, make 'em p*ssed off On that big swag On that big sauce On that b*t*h, drip On that b*t*h, ball On that b*t*h Young rich n***a drippin' and flexin' Young rich n***a run up a check Young rich n***a drippin' and flexin' Young rich n***a run up a check You know how it goes Fans at my shows Let him know Ya dig
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