This is a song about "Swag for days"

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

(ball so hard) let’s get faded, le meurice for like 6 days

Sorry but i could just diss that bitch for days

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

Real light jab to opponents

Same clothes for days, same spot for months

I could imagine about her for so many fuckin' days

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

All go crazy for days in amazement

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

I left the pages blank for all the thankless wasted days,

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

So i know you got to watch out for the warm days

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

Sorry but i could just diss that bitch for days

Henny in my cup don't need no chase