Huh, I swag like balotelli
My swag so different like balotelli
This is a certified hood classic
When I step out the trap, always gotta leave from the back door
Bitch, I been on swag
Bitch, I'm swaggin' still at da bando
Swag too cold, I freeze up
Switch my style juh like I'm Frieza
Your whole life you been in a bleacher
I just see the whole world different
She want bands to get her ass lifted but she not my misses
I'ma blow you a few kisses cause my Glock 19 not missin
I'm back on the road
I ain't drivin, I'm teleportin
I was with your hoe
She don't wanna f*ck, She wanna porno
Ridin' the Benz with the top off
Five years, you been on the come up
You ain't got motion, nigga just shut up
Nigga ion need you I got my bands stuck
Psych out bitch I trap out
F*ckin' a groupie in the trap house
If he get caught and he tellin
I'ma pull up on that boy like Melly
Number nine jeans inna Bentley truck
Ion do no chores I'm up as f*ck
In the back of the tank, your bitch top me up
I'm the big bad wolf, I huff and puff
Scurra don't wanna be famous
He juh want money, the power, and a bad bitch
But I can't tell if that shawty bad
Cause nowadays, women just catfish
Huh, I swag like Balotelli
My swag so different like Balotelli
Black nigga call me Makaveli
Your bitch call me when I'm in the bity
Took two percs, I don't feel it
Took another two, now I feel it
Niggas doin' trap shit for the image
But the trap shit how I'm livin
Real trap shit