NBA Youngboy – Swag on Point lyrics

NBA Youngboy “Swag on Point” lyrics off I Rest My Case album, release date January 6, 2023, under the Motown Records and Universal Music Group record label.

Swag on Point lyrics

Yeah (Just ask me)
I’m with a motherfuckin’ treesh
I ain’t even gon’ lie, this shit live
(Lil’ Trebble made the beat, he only had to play it once)
Ain’t no bubbly, I drink muddy
I just bought some new Celine so your bitch wanna fuck me
She love me, won’t cuff me, I know she my thug-me
I’m lusting, I’m rushing, this shit might get ugly
But as long as my swag on point, uh
[?] on top the, oh, I’m off the hook (Oh, oh)
But as long as my swag on point, uh
Givenchy, niggas got me flexin’, she say I’m sexy, she know not to try me

She want matchin’ Fendi fits
If I tell her, “No,” I know she just might have a bad bitch fit
I know that’s that girl, show how she top, it get me on demon shit (She know I’m up, wow)
Vlone want me in cologne, don’t like me ’round her friends, she homey
Yeah, huh, I fucked up my nails, I need ’em redone by this morning (Yeah)
That’s a lame, [?], she know that I’m country
Chrome to her heart just like Givenchy, I’m dressed down in Givenchy (Real talk)
Smokin’ on dope all the way to the morning
I got Perc’s, I got sip
Got her stiff like a mummy
Fuck that girl so long ’til she say she cumming
Rock swag, told her, “Please be neat with my money”
Yeah, bro, huh, I got too much Celine
Blatt, yeah, I got bitches makin’ duwap for me
Wow, yeah, long as she keep my hair braided, I’m not showing one care, now that’s fair
Rick Owens, that bitch rare
Tell the opps the truth, I dare ’em
Keep a bitch with long hair, and a big gun for me to slam ’em
Drop of medicine in my Tropicana
Bad white bitch from Alabama
Join [Elliot?] when I go clean my dental
They know we’ll never stop playing with hammers

Yeah, fuck, I gotta move, pack on me (Yeah)
I’m just rockin’ new supervillain shit, I’ma walk with some purple jeans (Yeah)
Bought both bitches designer too, yeah (Yeah)
Huh, that’s all me, Top

Ain’t no bubbly, I drink muddy (I drink lean)
I just bought some new Celine so your bitch wanna fuck me
She love me, won’t cuff me, I know she my thug-me (She know she my thug)
I’m lusting, I’m rushing, this shit might get ugly
But as long as my swag on point, uh (But long as my swag on point)
[?] on top the, oh, I’m off the hook (Oh, oh)
But as long as my swag on point, uh
Givenchy, niggas got me flexin’, she say I’m sexy, she know not to try me