This is a song about "Swag"

Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Whole time, a little more girls

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Swag never off, all i know is ball

Just me and my boss no worries at all

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse