Kylie

I don't know if it's the swag
Or the bag
I don't know if it's the bag
Or the cash
We just flexing
On these times we never had
I just got a bag how can I be mad
I don't know if it's the swag
Or the bag
I don't know if it's the bag
Or the cash
We just flexing
On these times we never had
I just got a bag how can I be mad

I ain't sad
I'm kind of depressed
I might smoke for less
I keep all my checks
My moms spend the rest
Just cashed out my ex
I might have the Cooties
I'll put it in the
You don't make a sound
Your roommates around
I might stay in town
For just one more round
We so underground

I don't know if it's the swag
Or the bag
I don't know if it's the bag
Or the cash
We just flexing
On these times we never had
I just got a bag how can I be mad
I don't know if it's the swag
Or the bag
I don't know if it's the bag
Or the cash
We just flexing
On these times we never had
I just got a bag how can I be sad

I just spent like a band
On some new kick
I don't know if I'm mad or I'm rich
Got standards
I don't shop at lids
No cap
So it is what it is
Glad I didn't get that job
Like a new recruit
You can't walk in my shoes
These aren't Jimmy Choos
We can make a city girl
Look like a prostitute
I'm about to blow the city up
That's what I'm about to do
No isis but it's a crisis
I might just go dumb I guess
I might just go Ron Artest
I love climate I protest
I want my kids to grow up next
If rap don't work
I'm selling lip kits
And if that don't work il get a permit
I'm learning to be concerned yea
I have fun
I got bags
Yea yea yea
Kylie
Treball



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Writer(s): Vernon Roddy
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