This is a song about "Kid swag"

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

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

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

Make a swag fag keel over when they know there rhymes lag/

Baby, let me give you a call

Swag never off, all i know is ball

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

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

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

Like being garbage some type of disease

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

You have swag, i even prefer based god over you