Check My Swag
I am the flyest nigga around, yeah
You know who it is
Young, smooth, jackpot, Chingaling, yeah
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass
Yeah, I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
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Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass
I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
That Rolls Royce seem to be them hoes choice
They love the luxury 'cuz it get 'em so moist
Navigation, one button activated by a voice
You can call me the king 'cuz I got so many toys
My favorite designer Louis Vuitton, I'ma shiner
Cocky, kinda true as a don big timer
Rocks will blind ya, yeah, I'm the bomb street grinder
Cocked the niner now, you folks now, ya time up
When I'm in L.A., Mista Chize I rub back
ATL, I'm adjustin' wit a chick, how you love that?
Flash 100 large, make a bet where you scrubs at
I'm the youngest in charge 26's them dubs wack
They spinnin' 24's when they sell me the 'cut back
Real cats get down, fake cats get mugged, rat
Baby got back now, no mama, can I rub that?
I'ma hustla with clout, ya dig? She dug that
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass
Yeah, I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass
I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Wanna be my boo? Plus they caked up
Just stay up on ya fashion, always be draped up
And just know this, ya man about paper
And when I talk listen, hey, fuck them haters
Oh, you like Shennel, I can take you to meet her
Heels and sandals, baby, you done wearin' sneakers
Business I handle, heads turn when they see us
And if they don't know, we gonna make 'em some believers
Juicy Couture, I can see you in that too
Never wear nothing twice, everything brand new
Hey, keep your hair done shape right and nails nice
Stay flawless in public if you wanna be my wife
Them other broads say but, hey let them hoe
They just mad because I don't sweat them hoes
'Cuz they mad broke and I get them hoes
My swagga' tight and my sway penny rolls
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass
Yeah, fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass
I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
You know who it is
Young, smooth, jackpot, Chingaling, yeah
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass
Yeah, I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass
I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
That Rolls Royce seem to be them hoes choice
They love the luxury 'cuz it get 'em so moist
Navigation, one button activated by a voice
You can call me the king 'cuz I got so many toys
My favorite designer Louis Vuitton, I'ma shiner
Cocky, kinda true as a don big timer
Rocks will blind ya, yeah, I'm the bomb street grinder
Cocked the niner now, you folks now, ya time up
When I'm in L.A., Mista Chize I rub back
ATL, I'm adjustin' wit a chick, how you love that?
Flash 100 large, make a bet where you scrubs at
I'm the youngest in charge 26's them dubs wack
They spinnin' 24's when they sell me the 'cut back
Real cats get down, fake cats get mugged, rat
Baby got back now, no mama, can I rub that?
I'ma hustla with clout, ya dig? She dug that
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass
Yeah, I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass
I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Wanna be my boo? Plus they caked up
Just stay up on ya fashion, always be draped up
And just know this, ya man about paper
And when I talk listen, hey, fuck them haters
Oh, you like Shennel, I can take you to meet her
Heels and sandals, baby, you done wearin' sneakers
Business I handle, heads turn when they see us
And if they don't know, we gonna make 'em some believers
Juicy Couture, I can see you in that too
Never wear nothing twice, everything brand new
Hey, keep your hair done shape right and nails nice
Stay flawless in public if you wanna be my wife
Them other broads say but, hey let them hoe
They just mad because I don't sweat them hoes
'Cuz they mad broke and I get them hoes
My swagga' tight and my sway penny rolls
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass
Yeah, fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
Check my swag, check, check my swag
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass
I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag
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Writer(s): Howard Earl Bailey, Christian Michael Davis
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