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lirik lagu bay swag - seventeen

[intro: meek mill]
grr

[chorus: bay swag]
i buy this sh~t to drank, n~gga, i don’t sell no lean (sell no lean)
we let ’em go for four, but we sellin’ ’em for seventeen (seventeen)
i be so godd~mn high, i forgot i left her on seen (forgot)
i be so godd~mn high, i mixed the purp’ with the lean (no bap)
i’on just think for self, i put on the whole d~mn team (woo)
young boy knocked his f~ckin’ head up, playin’ around with them keys (brr)
i’on even play around with this sh~t (what?)
why the f~ck you think i’m playin’ ‘roun with your b~tch? (ayy, ayy)

[verse 1: bay swag]
every time we touch down in yo’ city, it got like [?] sticks (oh my god)
everything been ap, i might f~ck around and put hole in your tips, sh~t (let’s go)
remember when i a honey bun (what?)
if she suck d~ck good, she gettin’ her tommy tucked (woo)
i keep some d~mn trish up in my fanta, not the funny one (let’s go)
yetta, yetta, none ’bout me tender, tender
i swear, you ain’t cold outside, keep my playa’s for the winter, winter (ayy, ayy, what?)
don’t make me call big bro outside, ’cause he gon’ get ’em, get ’em (brr)
wack ’em, he gon’ split ’em, split ’em (brr)
she keep on tellin’ her friends we go together, only f~cked her once (what?)
slizzy motion in my blunt, no, we ‘on’t smoke on runtz (no bap)
go to [?], get some ones, i do that sh~t for fun (no bap)
they been knowin’ i’m the one (no bap)
hunnid on my pant, f~ck i look, without a gun
never understand how n~ggas is deadbeats
how the f~ck you look without your son?
[chorus: bay swag]
i buy this sh~t to drank, n~gga, i don’t sell no lean (sell no lean)
we let ’em go for four, but we sellin’ ’em for seventeen (seventeen)
i be so godd~mn high, i forgot i left her on seen (forgot)
i be so godd~mn high, i mixed the purp’ with the lean (no bap)
i’on just think for self, i put on the whole d~mn team (woo)
young boy knocked his f~ckin’ head up, playin’ around with them keys (brr)
i’on even play around with this sh~t (what?)
why the f~ck you think i’m playin’ ‘roun with your b~tch? (ayy, ayy)

[verse 2: meek mill]
philly, on radar
caddy with them ar’s (brr)
so many dead bodies, they can’t even find my daddy in the graveyard (wow)
weren’t tryna hear about it, lil’ young keep talkin’, he let that draco (keep talkin’)
i’m like, “show me some,” he ain’t show me none, i turn to rachel (i’m gone)
matte black, off~road lambo’ move like a racecar (vroom)
maybach, maybach, add it up, that’s like an eight~ball (yes)
couple bombs, audemar skeleton came with the face off (ah!)
f~ckin long, tell the b~tch, let the b~tch, i ain’t even stayin’ long (yeah)
fifty pack in my pocket, middle of the threesome, f~ck, my pants on, with my gun too
n~ggas know that if i get mad enough, i might come through (i might come through)
kfc, i bring that chicken out, and my gun too
he thinkin’ one~of~one too
million dollar jewelry with an m, in cash
i’on do no runnin’ (neva)
she had flew out with me on a jet, but now her uber comin’ (ah)
she get off that s~xyy red, this hood sh~t got her coochie runnin’ (let’s go)
like, why every time these n~ggas pop up dead, n0body got none to do wit’ none, like, wow
[chorus: bay swag & meek mill]
i be so godd~mn high, i forgot i left her on seen (forgot)
i be so godd~mn high, i mixed the purp’ with the lean (no bap)
i’on just think for self, i put on the whole d~mn team (n~gga gotta stand for some)
[?] knocked his f~ckin’ head up, playin’ around with them keys (brr)
i’on even play around with this sh~t (seal team six, what?)
why the f~ck you think i’m playin’ ‘roun with your b~tch? (b~tch)
every time we touch down in yo’ city, it got like [?] sticks (oh my god)
everything been ap, i might f~ck around and put hole in your tips, sh~t (let’s go)

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