Swag Casino - Extended

I-I-I got too much motherfucking swag on my couch, bitch, shit
I got so much motherfucking money in my bank account, bitch, shit
Calling up your girl cause she asking me for extra clout, bitch, shit
Pull up to the Swag Casino, you and I can talk it out, bitch, shit

I'm from Virginia, bitch, And your bitch just sucked my dick, bitch
Made your bitch my own, bitch, she give me sloppy joe, bitch
I don't like your tone, bitch you talkin' like a phone, bitch
You sounding monotone, bitch pay off my student loans, bitch
I bought a new chain and it cost a couple g's
Playin' my own songs, cause my neck about to freeze
Super hot fire, you don't wanna fuck with me
I am not a rat, but I'm getting hell a cheese

I-I-I am not a rat, but I stick to the streets
This verse cost ten to the power of three
I'm lookin for a ride, I'll give your girl a call
With pockets this fat, it's kind of hard to walk
Place a bet at the casino, red or black
Break the rules we'll take you to the room in the back
Swag em', bag em', and tag em'
So much gas that I pack a
Hazmat when I travel (goddamn)
So much swag it's hard to drag it around
I took a swag shit, then I flushed the swag down
Walking past your girl, I see the drool in her mouth
She must've seen my eighteen followers on Soundcloud
Try-try-tryna fuck with me? Shit
You really trying to compete? Shit
Yeah, you probably think that you're my dog
But you're my motherfucking bitch

I got too much motherfucking swag on my couch, bitch, shit
I got so much motherfucking money in my bank account, bitch, shit
Calling up your girl cause she asking me for extra clout, bitch, shit
Pull up to the Swag Casino, you and I can talk it out, bitch, shit



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Writer(s): Colton Game
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