Fuck Swag

[Verse 1:]

15 and I back it hard

I'm in garage

And my homies riding with me and they better recharge

I talk about the car and tell 'em they won't be off

I'm off Atlanta representers and we're given the yonk

And be better this cars and the swap in the squad

Swag 'em with the lamers fuck what they laughin in for

I'm controller bitch we just hit the gravity volume

Half of these rappers to bad to be given rappin and all

Tryin to dress up like a widow when it's a mighty narrow soul

Make me wanna strike another mall I'm in the bowling pit

Maybe I'm just holding out the touch got the tutors for the kids

If you don't like me going 'em bitch I'm a looney again you lil motherfucker

I'm over and I stick 'em up they say they're yellow go and then provoking

And it's time for me to tell the difference between a rapper and a singer

Of a rock and roll band I don't think this shit is proper yet

Way too many rappers wanna look like Lenny Krevitz

Personally I think these pussies get too many passes

Thrift store shopping with the shit chore

Rockin lips lame and your music ain't with the shit as ever

And if that will make you matters even better

I don't swear and people talking shit about the way I look every day

Long hair don't care, red pair of air jordans

And I wear all black on, fuck fuck swag

You're a geek

[Hook:]

Fuck swag [x8]

You're a geek

Fuck swag

You're a geek

[Verse 2:]

All these rappers wanna bite but they don't know how to write

They cause all they freeze diamond niggas tight

Every time I say go on with the metaphor

And if they wanna pause or laugh or ad live

They sway and just top off who they like

Tryin' to sound like Gucci or Future or Toochi

The dudes need a lesson before they get behind the mic

Ain't nobody buying your records in the hype

It was feeling me until they see 'em white

Now they like many raps too fast

What you slow homie, you handicapped?

What you need a walker, you hearin it, a fanny pad

What you unhappy the cheddar's back, the many pack

Or the back game, the cadillac's

I'm out to raise a barn to get adapt the cameras flash

'Cause they see a star when I walk in the room

No silent, let it rap I bet you when I walk in my shoes

It's funny that I'm hot

Last year popper's was cool when you

You was too official

Whether you a hit you tired niggas

You in skinny jeans, tekkie Louie belt whip you

The client try to strip you heavy jewerly would take a pic

Post the shit on instagram I suck a dick

You bitch look real dumb

Still slum, I don't pleasant hear lump

Bumping Big Krit and Yelawolf I don't feel pun

Rappers with no skills come on with me I kill them

You fuck with me I'm the real one

[Hook:]

Fuck swag [x8]

You're a geek

Fuck swag

You're a geek