This is a song about "Don t you have swag"

We used to be like distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

T-raw you don't know who you fucking with?

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Got four underneath the old-school as well

I'm hot as hell, don i'll give you pac and l

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Bring it back, i ain't saying that i'm nas here

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

They have bitten the filth when they've wit#ness-#t his wits

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips