$wag

(You make me sick)

You don't got no swag
My bitch hella bad, finna cap
Hella racks, that fill in my Billie jeans, I can't lack
Smoke yo' pack, we sliding Maseratis in the back
211 girls up, I'm a nightmare for a fact
My bitch hella fucking scary, always see her in my nightmares
I told her come my side, but I ain't talking no Pierre
And yo' bitch wanna slide, but my curb is not a playground
Don't play with my bitch, 'cause the choppa hold the same rounds
You don't got no swag
My bitch hella bad, finna cap
Hella racks, that fill in my Billie jeans, I can't lack
Smoke yo' pack, we sliding Maseratis in the back
211 girls up, I'm a nightmare for a fact
My bitch hella fucking scary, always see her in my nightmares
I told her come my side, but I ain't talking no Pierre
And yo' bitch wanna slide, but my curb is not a playground
Don't play with my bitch, 'cause the choppa hold the same rounds

Ayy, where yo' swag at? Tell me, where yo' cash at?
Tell me where yo' bag at, my bitch in it through CashApp
I told her bust it open, she too busy playing with my hair
She told me to stay, but when she wake up, I ain't even there
Sorry, I'm gonna go down town, my choppa hold a hundred rounds
[?] on my body, I can't frown, I need a crown
Bitches drowning on my body, why the fuck she playing skate, bro?
Bum ass bitch, that's something that I can't relate
Gon' be shady? I dare you to try and do it first
Stupid ass, that's my name, bitch, I'll put you on a shirt
Big Glock in the back, make you hit a tinky dance
Jumbo juice in my body, finna make me hit the lamp
I'm a ghost in my body, if you try me, I'ma ghost you
Same old statement, why you always do the most, dude?
Was never the type to give a fuck
If you don't got no swag, then I guess you out of luck, bitch

You don't got no swag
My bitch hella bad, finna cap
Hella racks, that fill in my Billie jeans, I can't lack
Smoke yo' pack, we sliding Maseratis in the back
211 girls up, I'm a nightmare for a fact
My bitch hella fucking scary, always see her in my nightmares
I told her come my side, but I ain't talking no Pierre
And yo' bitch wanna slide, but my curb is not a playground
Don't play with my bitch, 'cause the choppa hold the same rounds
You don't got no swag
My bitch hella bad, finna cap
Hella racks, that fill in my Billie jeans, I can't lack
Smoke yo' pack, we sliding Maseratis in the back
211 girls up, I'm a nightmare for a fact
My bitch hella fucking scary, always see her in my nightmares
I told her come my side, but I ain't talking no Pierre
And yo' bitch wanna slide, but my curb is not a playground
Don't play with my bitch, 'cause the choppa hold the same rounds