This is a song about "Swag without negative words"

Once as a slave who imagined being free

You be rocken swag like shitty

Some may confuse my happiness with negative traits.

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

Its cold as shit in this booth

My swag is to the roof

You haven't flowered loco

Words don't mean nothing without the flow,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

Taliban swag, my career gon' blow up

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

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

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