Travis Scott (Travi$ Scott) - Swang (Remix) lyrics

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Travis Scott (Travi$ Scott) - Swang (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Swae Lee] Know some young n***as like to swang Ear Drummers Know some young n***as like to swang Know some young n***as like to swang, ooh [Chorus: Swae Lee & Quavo] Know some young n***as like to swang (woo) Know some young n***as like to swang (woo) Big bank, take a little bank (woo) Everday spillin' up drank (drank, uh) She want the whole crew, shawty brave (woo) When the money talks, what is there to say? (woo) Blow away, watch it blow away (phew) When I die can't take it to the grave (Quavo) [Verse: Quavo & Takeoff] I told my momma I'ma change the game (momma) So I bought a Lamborgini just to swang (skrrt, skrrt) An' I know I can't take that fame to the grave (no) So I'ma go hard, ball like the brave (uh) Know some young n***as swangin', chain danglin' Screamin' out that rather rich to be famous (rich) Go through that check, load them Benjamin, blue faces f**in' b**hes, different races (smash) Caucasian, black and Asian Different type b**hes for different occasions (skrrt) Think I'd be used to it, way that I'm swangin' (go) Swangin' it, trap out the bando (bando) My lifestyle is a rodeo (rodeo) I feel like the greatest, Muhammad Ali (Ali) I'm never gon' get with the rubber dough (woo) Hunnid thousand worth of chains (chains) Rollie on me, plane jane An' don't try to take my j**elery 'Cause I know some young n***as like to swang Swang, swang, swang like I'm tippin' on 4-4 (skrrt) Sippin' on 4-4 (drank, woo) Swang, swang, swang like I'm tippin' on 4-4 (skrrt) Sippin' on 4-4 (drank) Runnin' up a check like Usain Kickin' flavour, b**hes callin' me Lukaine Beatin' n***a with a [?] But that n***a callin' me bootytale (woah) Got a super-freak called Mary Jane When she with me, she act like I'm Rick James You say you wanna bet your money, lil' n***a Walk in an' stop, come out with everythin' As a young n***a comin' to stop Starated hangin', baggin', now we with the swangin' Put that work in the Act' like no Kurt Angle Make you disappear, n***a, Chris Angel Grandmomma watchin' me, I got a angel [?] called, said she need a round table [?] the Migos we beat it disabled I'm drinkin' on Actavis, expensive flavors (Takeoff) [Chorus: Swae Lee & Slim Jxmmi] Know some young n***as like to swang Know some young n***as like to swang Big bank take a little bank Everyday spillin' up drank (drank) She want the whole crew, shawty brave When the money talks, what is there to say? Blow away, watch it blow away When I die can't take it to the grave (grave, yeah)