This is a song about "Rap money swag fast"

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

I rap fast they rap plod, i'm living in fantasy with ma rap rod

You know my swag is outstanding,

Bun b, i’m underground king

Oh really now the crowd will be like wow, when you rap you can't even get fast,

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

Would i rap fast or slow or a little of both, i had to think.

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

I rap fast avoid the haters and look good on my tracks

Money fast like eminem's rap

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Yo, you little niggas better check my french

Rap spread fast like a rash now it's over the hedge

(inturlude) 4 measures "rap shit's crazy for sure.. " "fuck swag" "yup, here it comes"

Y'all niggas about to feel thisbreak out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin' condoms