This is a song about "Swag swag"

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

You have swag, i even prefer based god over you

So go ahead with your swag, the irrelevant cool

I ain’t e’en tryin’, fool, ho, i ball like private school

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

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

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

Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

Swag never off, all i know is ball

But elon don't got no proof

My swag is to the roof

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on