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stealing swag - yori lyrics

[intro]
tell your hoe sum, t*tell your hoe sum’n
tell your hoe sum, t*tell your hoe sum’n
tell your hoe sum, t*tell your hoe sum’n
tell your hoe sum, t*tell your hoe sum’n
tell your hoe sum, t*tell your hoe sum’n
tell your hoe sum, t*tell your hoe sum’n
tell your hoe sum, t*tell your hoe sum’n

[hook: yori]
so when that n*gga creep
tell him i’m making it out, f*ck you talking ’bout?
yoyo a big boy right now, i got momma proud
n*ggas out here chasing clout, n*ggas stealing swag
its some new kids in town
man this sh*t too loud, but you can’t turn this sh*t down
i been in the mud, that sh*t dumb hard to get up out
i been in the streets, with my n*ggas tryna eat
she been in the sheets, with me, i been to hеr house

[verse 1: yori]
i go off the top
n*ggas got me bеnt (what the f*ck? uh)
b*tches tryna @ me for some rent money (what the f*ck? uh)
who the f*ck gon’ pay, i ain’t gon’ send nun (what the f*ck? uh)
but i’m a hot dog for her twin buns (what the f*ck? uh)
n*ggas b*tch made, hoes know you been one
i can’t ever let a square inside my clubhouse
do i look like a snitch?, keep your mouth shut
b*block been so hot i feel like ten suns*
yo you hot as f*ck, i thought so
n*ggas really acting funny, now that i’m due for a show
tripping on the road, yoyo wake up road sh*t
n*ggas hoes, n*ggas really acting like some hoes sh*t
thats my swag, f*ck you doing? get your own sh*t
b*tch slap him cross the face, take his wallet and his whole sh*t
who are these new names, calling names on some hoe sh*t
i was on my ass once, now y’all b*tches know the kid
[hook: yori]
so when that n*gga creep
tell him i’m making it out, f*ck you talking ’bout?
yoyo a big boy right now, i got momma proud
n*ggas out here chasing clout, n*ggas stealing swag
its some new kids in town
man this sh*t too loud, but you can’t turn this sh*t down
i been in the mud, that sh*t dumb hard to get up out
i been in the streets, with my n*ggas tryna eat
she been in the sheets, with me, i been to her house
i* i*

[verse 2: tae retro]
face time with your b*tch, got her seeing pause
used to hand me the l, now she down a loss
i got the heat for the low, like i shop at ross
wanna flex, but i ain’t giving out no free sauce
dropping verses daily, got me asking how the heat felt
n*gga say he trapping, catch they ass after retail
if he want a verse, i need the payment to my email
remember when you used to look down, now you need help
young tae retro, grab a bag like a thief does
father of the year, f*ck around raise your grand son
heard she want love, but truthfully i do not have none
lot of n*ggas still out here rapping, think i pass on
said you got your cash, then why you out here on that broke sh*t
feel like vegeta, with the way i’m bout to blow b*tch
couldn’t cuff that hoe, cause truthfully she be a whole trick
please pass the benadryl, these hoes got me so sick
[chorus: yori]
so when that n*gga creep
tell him i’m making it out, f*ck you talking ’bout?
yoyo a big boy right now, i got momma proud
n*ggas out here chasing clout, n*ggas stealing swag
its some new kids in town
man this sh*t too loud, but you can’t turn this sh*t down
i been in the mud, that sh*t dumb hard to get up out
i been in the streets, with my n*ggas tryna eat
she been in the sheets, with me, i been to her house
i* i*

[verse 3: khalil?]
i’m in her sheets, i’m such a freak
he off a perk30, now he say he geeked
just like some sugar cane, your baby say i’m sweet
i took a break and made some cash, now i’mma eat
tae and yori at a concert, watch us spazz
i just got a hate letter, its coming from her dad
shawty say i’m capping, come and show me whats the jazz
yes i’ll fight your brother and your uncle and your dad
lay some hands on me and watch, i’m never gonna tap out
just to the bank and saw my balance and i cash out
i barely deposit, cause i always leave my racks out
only time i’m tapping is when i’m blowing her back out
ouu, what, we stealing swag now?
treat your baby like a football cause she’s getting pass ’round
i just want a baddie, with a fattie, on my lap now
yeah my name khalil, but we ain’t talking mr. bag now
[chorus: yori]
so when that n*gga creep
tell him i’m making it out, f*ck you talking ’bout?
yoyo a big boy right now, i got momma proud
n*ggas out here chasing clout, n*ggas stealing swag
its some new kids in town
man this sh*t too loud, but you can’t turn this sh*t down
i been in the mud, that sh*t dumb hard to get up out
i been in the streets, with my n*ggas tryna eat
she been in the sheets, with me, i been to her house
i* i*

[outro]
tell your hoe sum, t*tell your hoe sum’n
tell your hoe sum, t*tell your hoe sum’n
tell your hoe sum, t*tell your hoe sum’n
tell your hoe sum, t*tell your hoe sum’n
tell your hoe sum, t*tell your hoe sum’n
tell your hoe sum, t*tell your hoe sum’n
tell your hoe sum, t*tell your hoe sum’n

- yori lyrics

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