Swvgga - Luxary

Double cup of that muddy
We ain't fucking with buddy
Yea you know how I move
Gotta keep that luxary
And I keep that company
Like what you need we jumping
Ceno thumbing
Street runners
No ain't cut it
But I'm a cut it
Ball like Rucker's
Kd Jumper
Easy money
Life of luxary
You gotta love me
Pyrex bubbly
Yea Yea
FaceTime mama proud of me
Shitting on them no apologies
Looking like I hit lottery
Hand in it like its pottery
They still calling for ivory
I got the energy
I'm in the lab with chemistry
I keep having these epiphanies
Like damn Swvgga is you kidding me
I put the tool in utility
Then get drilling like Pop Smoke
Russian Creme got my eyes low
Crashed shawty like ugh pothole
Bcbg makes her walk flow
I'm moving in ugh different time zone
Shawty wetter then ugh cyclone
Body language damn that shit talking
But I'm married to the money baby
Luxary
I feel like you niggaz can't fwm
You know I'm the head of my company
Purple hearted in my coventry
You'll never catch me for gluttony
I fucks with the man in the mirror
But no vanity luckliy
See I'm on that you ain't gotta be
I'm the man that you'll never be
In the kitchen with the recipe
Cue ball sitting next to me
Pull the tech like ugh referee
Hi tek in this styrofoam
Doing numbers on the iPhone
Double cup of that muddy
We Ain't fuckkn with Buddy
Yea you know how I move
Gotta keep that Luxary
And I keep that company
Like what you need we jumping
Ceno thumbing
Street runners
No ain't cut it
But I'm a cut it
Ball like Rucker's
Kd Jumper
Easy money
Life of luxary
You gotta love me
Pyrex bubbly
Yea Yea

Written by:
Marcus McCallister

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