This is a song about "Im got swag"

I got some swag bitch, let me swag all over ya

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

Smoking got squinted eyes like im chinese,

I'm everything that they call nice

She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like mac

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Im an assasin when im rappin i got some murderous intentions

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Im gettin cash im flippin stacks i got my spatulas