Movee - swaggin off x Lyrics

The way, her eyes new new
New new
Designer my kicks my shoes
My shoes
Margiela, my swag it's cool
So cool
Got pints, these pounds they new
Sippin' on red yeah, I'm vamped out
Dying my dreads yeah, I stand out
Turn up the party, they shutting it down
We gon' rage until we get out, waitin' until the sun go down
Three-sixty vision I see like an owl, rockin' all black, yeah, I'm draped out
Stay with my glock, we made a vow, never fail when it go down
A.R.P. hold 50 rounds, Baguette's on my neck, think I'm from France
Rockin' Balenci, this shit ain't by chance, I had to boss up yeah, advance
Take my pick, I had to flex, I had to lock in private jet
Pop me a X G6 up next, now I'm glitchin' off of this shit
We off of the shit, XXX, what's the smell my weed in the air
She wanna come, straight to my lair
Yeah I'm a boss, top floor player
They know I'm poppin', so they gon' pay up
She look good, she don't need no makeup
Smokin' on gas, then we go makeup
Dick in her mouth, she take it, O.K., yeah
New bitch, I'm havin' my bae over
Make racks in my sleep, I can layover
Wake up, and pour an 8 up
Vamps in your, city it's a takeover
Lit by myself, I don't need to pay up
You want the swag, nigga gotta pay up
Promethazine, I'm sippin', O.K, yeah
Go all black, I'm lovin' them Vets
Double inverted crosses sit on my neck
If she worth it, give her a X
Gelato, gon' punch on your chest
Boolin with my bitch I don't stress
To the rave we go, I pop X
Who's your friend
Do she, pop X
Rockin' Balenci, yeah, O.K., yeah
Swaggin so hard, she broke her neck
Starring so hard, she wanna her some X
Told that bitch, I ain't up for the sex
Just want me some top, give me your neck
I don't respond to nobody text
Unless it's a bad bitch, oh yes
Unless it's a bad bitch, oh yes
Been having cash, bitch, ion stress
Been having cash, bitch, ion stress
Been having cash, bitch, ion stress
Been having cash, bitch, ion stress
Been having cash, bitch, ion stress
Been having cash, bitch, ion stress
Diamond, my ring, the lick of death
She on my radar, I need that flank
Candler road, we in a tank
We boss it up, we stealin' your rank
Like Jack Sparrow, I'm in love with, Black Pearl
Dress in all black, she in love with my world
F*ckin' with it, I'm lovin' her curls
She know how to swag, yeah, that's my girl
She can get anything in the world
Know how to talk, don't waste words
Rippin' me right outta my shirt
Swaggin off X, Rick on my shirt
Maison Margiela, Is all on her purse
Texting my phone, you need you some work
Grab me a sprite, mix it with syrup
Cop some Balenci, that's light work
Take her to, Ruth Chris, but I f*ck first
Take her to, Ruth Chris, but I f*ck first
Take her to, Ruth Chris, but I f*ck first
Take her to, Ruth Chris, but I f*ck first
She likin' my swag, she want to pop perks
She likin' my swag, she want to pop perks
Swaggin so hard, X on my nerves
Swaggin so hard, X on my nerves
Geekin' with her, she love my words
The way, her eyes new new
New new
Designer my kicks my shoes
My shoes
Margiela, my swag it's cool
So cool
Got pints, these pounds they new
Sippin' on red yeah, I'm vamped out
Dying my dreads yeah, I stand out
Turn up the party, they shutting it down
We gon' rage until we get out, waitin' until the sun go down
Three-sixty vision I see like an owl, rockin' all black, yeah, I'm draped out
Stay with my glock, we made a vow, never fail when it go down
A.R.P. hold 50 rounds, Baguette's on my neck, think I'm from France
Rockin' Balenci, this shit ain't by chance, I had to boss up yeah, advance
Take my pick, I had to flex, I had to lock in private jet
Pop me a X G6 up next, now I'm glitchin' off of this shit
We off of the shit, XXX, what's the smell my weed in the air
She wanna come, straight to my lair
She wanna come straight to my lair
She wanna come straight to my lair