Griff Lamar - Super Swagg lyrics

Intro Yeah. Yessir. Yeah. Griff. Neno. Darius you a fool for this one bruh. Chorus Uh, hand me the cape b**h I got that super swagg, Hand me the cape b**h I got that super swagg, Hand me the cape b**h I got that super swagg, I got that super swagg b**h I got that super swagg Verse 1 (Griff) Don't get it twisted, my swagg is vicious, Put it on my daughter hustle hard I'm so ambitious, Why they hatin' on me? Steady hatin' on me, But then they at my show stuck in line just waitin' on me, Griff Lamar b**h I am a trendsetter, While them fakes be wearin' masks V for Vendetta, I swear they on my dick, but I really don't give a sh**, And when they see me shine call the doc they get so sick, I'm tatted up, so I rock the sleeveless, Get nothin' but head, while y'all stuck wit' Beavis, Oh my gosh, look at shawty a**, I spit that slow smooth game y'all talkin' too fast, Got my gla**es on, where the geeks at? And me my team always be askin' where the freaks at, Two fingers up, reppin Duece Team, I roll wit' Ne, yep and Smooth C, Say you style is bad tell me where you swagg at, Say you gettin' money b**h where is the cash at? I am so fly, there is no debate, And I'll jump out the window, but first hand me the cape Chorus Verse 2 (Neno) It's my birthday, hand me the cake, Yeah you alright but my style is super great, I'm slidin' through this b**h, now go on' and watch me skate, Mean mugs from the crowd I see the f**in' hate, No need to style homie, this ain't no competition, And when I step to the plate I always clean the dishes, Got ya girl sayin, I'm grantin' all her wishes, Turn ya head once, ya chick'll come up missin', Take two home, call it repetition, Check the swagg n***a, I wrote the definition, Road to success, we drivin' super fast, Don't stop at red lights they call that Super Bad, I'm pullin all these hoes, you n***as never had, Young Neno in this b**h, with the money bag, Texas runnin' through my veins so you know I dance, I blink my eyes once, and down comes the pants, Super Swagg Team Duece you know who it is, Throwin' money in the club where we do it big, Poppin' tags gettin' bottles show you how we live, I'm flyin' over you n***as now gon' and make it chill Chorus (2x)