"Mr. Steal My Swag" lyrics
You so nice, I'ma chase her, lil' baby got a bag
She play my song and she shakin' all that ass
I be dreamin', I be rolling up some gas
Says she want a little 6-1-9 baby
Please don't play me, let's pour up some Henny, baby girl, let's get lazy
She said maybe, baby, let's get jiggy off the Henny, let's get jiggy off the Henny
I don't want your mind, baby girl, you worth a penny
Never running out of dope, pussy boy, we get plenty
You hating on a nigga, boy, you in your mid-twenties, ay
Baby calling me a hard boy, she be on my phone, now she messing with a Black boy
I could flip an ounce, best believe I'm making fuck, boy
Homies with the drugs, best believe you getting rocked, boy, ay
I ain't playing with these homies, baby started acting up
Now she really living lonely, most these niggas ain't on shit
Talking down these niggas phony
He ain't never prayed to God, chopper got him talking holy
Ay, girl, I like the way you move it
You talking in my DM, now it's time for you to prove it
You ain't really popping, quit that ego, better lose it
Drop top Bimmer, baby, ask me where the roof is, ay
Now you messing with a boss, Mr. Steal-Your-Girl, homie, sorry for the loss
You're just Mr. Steal-Your-Swag, niggas run off with my sauce
Got a blunt and some Henny, well I guess I'm getting crossed
Ay, they can't really do it like me, baby play my songs now her nigga tryna fight me
Think she in my DMs, wait, hold up, bro, she might be
Small chest then she's not, but my nigga, yeah, it's likely
Ay, I finally got it poppin', got it poppin' on the 'Gram
These hoes pillow talkin', keep on saying I'm the mans
My haters listen closely so they secretly my fans
I'm just having so much fun partying, we don't got a plan
Ay, we don't got a plan, I'm really out here saucin' on you niggas, I'm the man
I be getting jiggy with these hoes in the sand
If a nigga trippin' best believe you get these hands
Ay, ay, ay, ye, ay
Baby, I'm a block boy, I'm a real block boy, nigga
She play my song and she shakin' all that ass
I be dreamin', I be rolling up some gas
Says she want a little 6-1-9 baby
Please don't play me, let's pour up some Henny, baby girl, let's get lazy
She said maybe, baby, let's get jiggy off the Henny, let's get jiggy off the Henny
I don't want your mind, baby girl, you worth a penny
Never running out of dope, pussy boy, we get plenty
You hating on a nigga, boy, you in your mid-twenties, ay
Baby calling me a hard boy, she be on my phone, now she messing with a Black boy
I could flip an ounce, best believe I'm making fuck, boy
Homies with the drugs, best believe you getting rocked, boy, ay
I ain't playing with these homies, baby started acting up
Now she really living lonely, most these niggas ain't on shit
Talking down these niggas phony
He ain't never prayed to God, chopper got him talking holy
Ay, girl, I like the way you move it
You talking in my DM, now it's time for you to prove it
You ain't really popping, quit that ego, better lose it
Drop top Bimmer, baby, ask me where the roof is, ay
Now you messing with a boss, Mr. Steal-Your-Girl, homie, sorry for the loss
You're just Mr. Steal-Your-Swag, niggas run off with my sauce
Got a blunt and some Henny, well I guess I'm getting crossed
Ay, they can't really do it like me, baby play my songs now her nigga tryna fight me
Think she in my DMs, wait, hold up, bro, she might be
Small chest then she's not, but my nigga, yeah, it's likely
Ay, I finally got it poppin', got it poppin' on the 'Gram
These hoes pillow talkin', keep on saying I'm the mans
My haters listen closely so they secretly my fans
I'm just having so much fun partying, we don't got a plan
Ay, we don't got a plan, I'm really out here saucin' on you niggas, I'm the man
I be getting jiggy with these hoes in the sand
If a nigga trippin' best believe you get these hands
Ay, ay, ay, ye, ay
Baby, I'm a block boy, I'm a real block boy, nigga
