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Yung Radar - Swagging & Dripping Lyrics



Yung Radar - Swagging & Dripping Lyrics




Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Big bad bitches (Lil Uzi)
Uh, uh, uh, uh

Yeah

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

I can't flex no more gave my watch to my best friend
Got the shit you can't afford, 100k right on my necklace
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored right after past-tense
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course

Aye, I put two in that four
Woah, I'm right here
I got opps from the 30 and I ain't scared
Pulled up in a 30, they some squares
Got a Glock with a 30 and I ain't scared
I'm not flexin' on you baby it's right here
Get a Glock and I pulled up to your trap
So let it ride off my dick like my coupe right here
Throw it up don't be scared
I was throwin' up and it was clear
I took too much molly I can't hear
I f*cked so many hoes, I had to go and just switch states
Raf Simons on my jeans but I'm still on my Rick stage
Sure your Rollie's gold but it's not no big face
Bitch you know I know where your bitch stay at I walk like a lick, aye
Got a big Glock on my hip aye that's where the stick stay

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

I can't flex no more gave my watch to my best friend (Yeah)
Got the sh** you can't afford, 100k right on my necklace (Woah)
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored right after past-tense
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course (Ay)

How many hundred thousand you make this year on my 32nd
I f*ckeed that bitch on a perc for an hour, I don't do 30 seconds
I'm from the 1600 so I don't fwith no 32nd
These next few days you know we rocking know we gon' wreck shit
Rest in peace Chico that's why you know that I'm gonna keep checks in
Sometimes I call his phone, sometimes I still wanna text him
He was lackin by the ops, I can't believe that they next him
I was standing by the op, I had .30 on my weapon
I'm standing by the ops
I'm standing by the ops
I'm standing by the ops
I'm standing by the ops
I do the dash on the cop
Digital dash on my drop
I turned myself to a boss
F*ck you nigga learn the law
Baby girl head game strong
She suck my dick so long
Tell me whatchu want
I can get you on
You think he get money, huh
Look at his chain, no pointers
Here's my world, come join us (Yeah)
So much swag, can't afford it

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

I can't flex no more gave my watch to my best friend (Yuh)
Got the shit you can't afford, 100k right on my necklace (Uh)
I be calling your b**h when I'm bored right after past-tense (Aye)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course (Yeah)

No he didn't
Yes I did
No he didn't
Yes I did
No he didn't
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Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Big bad bitches (Lil Uzi)
Uh, uh, uh, uh

Yeah

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

I can't flex no more gave my watch to my best friend
Got the shit you can't afford, 100k right on my necklace
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored right after past-tense
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course

Aye, I put two in that four
Woah, I'm right here
I got opps from the 30 and I ain't scared
Pulled up in a 30, they some squares
Got a Glock with a 30 and I ain't scared
I'm not flexin' on you baby it's right here
Get a Glock and I pulled up to your trap
So let it ride off my dick like my coupe right here
Throw it up don't be scared
I was throwin' up and it was clear
I took too much molly I can't hear
I f*cked so many hoes, I had to go and just switch states
Raf Simons on my jeans but I'm still on my Rick stage
Sure your Rollie's gold but it's not no big face
Bitch you know I know where your bitch stay at I walk like a lick, aye
Got a big Glock on my hip aye that's where the stick stay

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

I can't flex no more gave my watch to my best friend (Yeah)
Got the sh** you can't afford, 100k right on my necklace (Woah)
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored right after past-tense
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course (Ay)

How many hundred thousand you make this year on my 32nd
I f*ckeed that bitch on a perc for an hour, I don't do 30 seconds
I'm from the 1600 so I don't fwith no 32nd
These next few days you know we rocking know we gon' wreck shit
Rest in peace Chico that's why you know that I'm gonna keep checks in
Sometimes I call his phone, sometimes I still wanna text him
He was lackin by the ops, I can't believe that they next him
I was standing by the op, I had .30 on my weapon
I'm standing by the ops
I'm standing by the ops
I'm standing by the ops
I'm standing by the ops
I do the dash on the cop
Digital dash on my drop
I turned myself to a boss
F*ck you nigga learn the law
Baby girl head game strong
She suck my dick so long
Tell me whatchu want
I can get you on
You think he get money, huh
Look at his chain, no pointers
Here's my world, come join us (Yeah)
So much swag, can't afford it

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

I can't flex no more gave my watch to my best friend (Yuh)
Got the shit you can't afford, 100k right on my necklace (Uh)
I be calling your b**h when I'm bored right after past-tense (Aye)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course (Yeah)

No he didn't
Yes I did
No he didn't
Yes I did
No he didn't
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Symeer Backwoodz
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Yung Radar
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: Symeer Backwoodz

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