This is a song about "You think you got swag"

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

You like your rhyming you think you got lines

How you think your favorite rappers all got ahead

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

I'm definitely in a class of my own

You got no swag on your tone man you're monotone

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

You tell me i got swag though, i say you a fag go,

You know my swag is outstanding,

I love the way you're standing

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Don't think you raw just cause you got success