This is a song about "Swag life"

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

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

My swag is to the roof

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Just me and my boss no worries at all

Swag never off, all i know is ball

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

But his swag so dope he fuck them bitches from behind

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

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

But i've got as much swag as a folk song,

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone