SWAG
Yeah i did this shit on my own
Did this shit it on my own
Ima walk in that bitch with Givenchy
I cant even fuck with Vlone
Swag im doing it different
Check out my style, just look at my clothes
I bring the stick on the road
I got yo bitch in the back of the rolls
Ima fuck on yo bitch, ima hit it and dip
Ima switch out yo bitch like im changing my clothes
Hittin' the switch till the g-lock be stutterin (ffft ffft)
Not doin no talking not doin no butterin -
Bitch i want yo throat
And no u not getting no money from me
Put fur on my feet i got Marni on me
YUH YUH
CTS fuck up the street
YUH YUH
Ridin' wit Kutta on me
YUH YUH
Aint no one fuckin' wit me
Runnin' this shit up it'll never be over
Out on a date with you bitch we at Dover
Smokin' that opp pack bitch i'm fried, not sober
Pour my pint up, bitch just pour my soda
pour my seven, 007
Fuck that hoe, I got several
The way i get hoes, I need a Medal
Diamonds and chains all got a bezel
Diamonds and swag on my body
Boot up the stick, boot a bitch off molly
Shoot at that bitch on cam, iCarly
I knew you snitched lil bitch I called it
Smoke and I get in my zone
Touchin' racks off of my phone
My bitch she bad, bad to the bone
I call up my killer, collecting yo soul
Scratching your name right off of my role
Bands they all on my body
This perc turn me to a zombie
Im in love with my money and diamonds
Look for yo swag I cant find it
When money come, bitches behind it
Look for yo swag I cant find it...
Did this shit it on my own
Ima walk in that bitch with Givenchy
I cant even fuck with Vlone
Swag im doing it different
Check out my style, just look at my clothes
I bring the stick on the road
I got yo bitch in the back of the rolls
Ima fuck on yo bitch, ima hit it and dip
Ima switch out yo bitch like im changing my clothes
Hittin' the switch till the g-lock be stutterin (ffft ffft)
Not doin no talking not doin no butterin -
Bitch i want yo throat
And no u not getting no money from me
Put fur on my feet i got Marni on me
YUH YUH
CTS fuck up the street
YUH YUH
Ridin' wit Kutta on me
YUH YUH
Aint no one fuckin' wit me
Runnin' this shit up it'll never be over
Out on a date with you bitch we at Dover
Smokin' that opp pack bitch i'm fried, not sober
Pour my pint up, bitch just pour my soda
pour my seven, 007
Fuck that hoe, I got several
The way i get hoes, I need a Medal
Diamonds and chains all got a bezel
Diamonds and swag on my body
Boot up the stick, boot a bitch off molly
Shoot at that bitch on cam, iCarly
I knew you snitched lil bitch I called it
Smoke and I get in my zone
Touchin' racks off of my phone
My bitch she bad, bad to the bone
I call up my killer, collecting yo soul
Scratching your name right off of my role
Bands they all on my body
This perc turn me to a zombie
Im in love with my money and diamonds
Look for yo swag I cant find it
When money come, bitches behind it
Look for yo swag I cant find it...
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Writer(s): Zeke Buckhalter
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