This is a song about "Yolo and swag"

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Girls screamin' yolo, while takin' their photos

I got swag and i aint rocking tommy hilfiger

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Thats why i stay solo, livin life yolo i'm gone!

So i’m warning , don’t you love me for too long

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

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

You little young-ass motherfuckers

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

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

I run shit screaming yolo out my sun roof

Because fuck it, you know, "yolo!"

Yeah, i got philippe chow flow