This is a song about "You don t have swag"

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

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

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Until the end of time

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

But it's not about the cash or even how much swag you have/