lirik lagu $wagg – have it all
[produced by smylez & young chop]
[chorus: swagg dinero & lil jojo]
if you grabbing, then we taxing, you can have it all
yeah, b-tch, we got them racks and you can have it all
if it’s commas that’s involved, you can have it all
it ain’t sh-t to a boss, you can have it all
big cannon in my draws, you can have it all
bust some shots at a opp, watch his body fall
whole thirty, let ’em off, you can have it all
if you holding, hit your pockets, b-tch, i need it all
[verse 1: swagg dinero]
okay, off the top, how i do this sh-t, i get a lot of n-ggas hatin’
to me, that sh-t all good ’cause that’s how we gon’ get paid
i’m a beast up in these true’s, who the f-ck is you?
my n-ggas totin’ tools, bob the builder on these dudes
too many swishers, i can’t roll ’em up
p-ss ’em to my b-tch, yeah, she know what’s up
she bad as f-ck and she drillin’ quick
p-ss her to my man’s and i bet he hit
all my n-ggas reckless, tatted like some eses
liquor in my cup, speedin’, no expressway
the highway, yeah, that’s my way
(the highway, yeah, that’s my way)
leave ’em dead in the driveway
(leave ’em dead in the driveway)
edai, you can have it all, all the drillers feel the same
told her, “i ain’t no psychiatrist, but i want that brain”
[chorus: swagg dinero & lil jojo]
if you grabbing, then we taxing, you can have it all
yeah, b-tch, we got them racks and you can have it all
if it’s commas that’s involved, you can have it all
it ain’t sh-t to a boss, you can have it all
big cannon in my draws, you can have it all
bust some shots at a opp, watch his body fall
whole thirty, let ’em off, you can have it all
if you holding, hit your pockets, b-tch, i need it all
[verse 2: lil jojo]
my n-ggas official, boy, they bound to k!ll (bound to k!ll)
catch a opp, he gettin’ popped just like a pill (just like a pill)
my n-ggas ’bout that life, so we keep the steel (they with it)
it ain’t no game in the field, boy, this sh-t is real
n-ggas snakes, so you better watch who you trust
same n-ggas you kick it with, same n-ggas that get you f-cked up
but i ain’t with that tricky sh-t (i’m not)
smokin’ dope, real dope, yeah, that sticky sh-t (loud)
i got a bad b-tch, pretty face, she thick as sh-t
took her to the crib and gave her -ss the dope d-ck
she say, “jojo, eat me!” i say, “no, b-tch! (what’s wrong with you?)
what the f-ck is wrong with you? you a thot, b-tch”
[chorus: swagg dinero & lil mister]
if you grabbing, then we taxing, you can have it all
it’s montana, boy, i got the .40 by my draws
if it’s commas that’s involved, you can have it all
i’m in the field, this sh-t for real, boy, we don’t play at all
big cannon in my draws, you can have it all
say h-llo, say h-llo to my little friend (bang)
whole thirty, let ’em off, you can have it all
we sendin’ shots, sendin’ shots, boy, we don’t play at all
[verse 3: lil mister]
b-tch, it’s montana, i’m finna leave ’em all
i got bands all in my pockets, finna spend it all
i’m with some thots, they finna bop, we finna smash ’em all
cashin’ out on you therms, finna hit the mall
young chop on the beat, now, these f-ck boys look really lost
i’m in my zone, off the smoke, finna spaz on y’all
i’m dreaded up, i got some ink, finna shift on y’all
never lacking, b-tch, we packin’ gats on y’all (bang)
i’m goin’ crazy in the booth, dawg (insane)
my n-ggas hard body, we don’t play at all
we drillin’ hard, but we don’t f-ck around
i f-ck your b-tch and then she knock me down
[chorus: swagg dinero & p. rico]
if you grabbing, then we taxing, you can have it all
shawty droppin’ draws like she use the stall (eater)
if it’s commas that’s involved, you can have it all
yeah, we got that bag, so we love to ball (racks)
big cannon in my draws, you can have it all
chopper make noise, then these n-ggas fall (blatt, blatt!)
whole thirty, let ’em off, you can have it all
(no lacking) team no lackin’, thirty hit ’em all
[verse 4: p. rico]
every f-ckin’ day, boy, we hit the mall
yeah, i’m with my n-ggas and my n-ggas dogs
we fall out, we p-ss out the way we ball
shorty doing d-cks, she ain’t got no walls
coolin’ on the block and my n-ggas buck
steady smokin’ loud, smellin’ like a skunk
steady rollin’ loud in them swisher blunts
your b-tch, man, she a chewer, she gon’ chew me up
if we see a opp, then he better duck
and if i ain’t got it, then he gettin’ stomped
and then we hit the gas while he in the trunk
team no lackin’, you get fired up
[outro: p. rico]
let’s get it!
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