This is a song about "U ain t got swag"

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

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

U got 32 lienes but u'll never win

And i like the hoes that need passion

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

I got a bad bitch and she likes to get dirty, i got my own swag and you know that

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I got swag and i aint rocking tommy hilfiger

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like mac

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like mac