Soulja Boy - Trap Swag lyrics

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Lil keith on the beat now, Gucci everywhere

Versace everything, let’s get money

Lil keith on the beat, boy,

Turn up, I’m on tour right now turnt up

Know what I’m saying, I’m bout to go on stage

Turn up, trap swag, yeah, soulja

Busting down a whole brick, yeah I been getting cash

Busting down a whole thing, I call that trap swag, no joke

Riding in that foreign whip with them sandwich bags, for real

I be riding round with the pounds that, for real

Trap swag, trap swag, trap swag, trap swag

Trap swag, trap swag, trap swag, trap swag

30 bricks, 30 pounds, riding round with sandwich bags

Riding round with all these fuckin pounds, call it trap swag

I’m riding round I’m getting money

I’m getting money I’m riding round

West side, zone 1, we getting cash on my …

West up, juice, soulja, what’s up, what’s up, nigga what’s up

Soulja, swing that, swing that, pimp up, play up

Ride ford giato, yellow diamond shawty pull up to the car show

Who can smoke, young dre, fuck that

I be grinding bucket, foreign whip like fuck it

Send this whole clip

When I step inside the club, got a post up in the vip, ok

Riding down vegas in my rarri on the script

Young dre, took a player, I get money, fuck a hater, whoa

Riding down the block bustin bricks, yeah I’m getting cash

Bust a whole brick, what I call it, yeah that’s trap swag

Riding on the foreign whip, young trappin getting cash

I been bustin bricks, I been riding round with bricks trap

Trap swag, trap swag, trap swag, trap swag

Trap swag, trap swag, trap swag, trap swag

I call it trap swag

Riding with a couple gold brick, call it trap swag

Trap swag, yeah that’s trap swag

Gold rolex on my wrist, that’s the prezy

Young dre been getting cash, I been ride ferarris

Yellow diamond shawty I be posted in the party

Might go cop a vitch, might go cop a bent

Might go cop a drop top, the alo 26

Might cop a water whip, hummer on h

Might cop a bread, bright and hurt they face

Might put my ice on freeze when I skeet

Young dre and low jordans l of all that

Hit the fuckin club throw love make it rain

10 diamonds and they all in my chain

I done flipped the script, I done changed the game

Riding in that Bentley like I’m slangin chickens

Wake up in the morning and I’m water whippin

I stay getting cash, I stay getting bandz

I stay sippin lean, I stay poppin zan

Trap swag, bust it out the back

Duffle bag, duffle that, then I double that

Out on soulja bricks, …50 for that rip

Trap swag, trap swag, trap swag, trap swag

Trap swag, trap swag, trap swag, trap swag

Riding round the city, bustin bricks winnin

Riding round the city, hitting licks, winnin, trap swag, trap swag

I call it trap swag, flexin, 50 bricks for the juice

Riding round, bandz, all these fucking bandz

I got all these zans, call it trap swag

Trap swag, call it trap swag

Trap swag, you know it

Riding round the brick, riding round the pound

I got it, I got it, and it’s comin down

Man we got em, trap swag, ah.