Fuck Swag

Rittz

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    [Verse 1:]
    15 and I back it hard
    I'm in garage
    And my homies riding with me and they better recharge
    I talk about the car and tell 'em they won't be off
    I'm off Atlanta representers and we're given the yonk
    And be better this cars and the swap in the squad
    Swag 'em with the lamers fuck what they laughin in for
    I'm controller bitch we just hit the gravity volume
    Half of these rappers to bad to be given rappin and all
    Tryin to dress up like a widow when it's a mighty narrow soul
    Make me wanna strike another mall I'm in the bowling pit
    Maybe I'm just holding out the touch got the tutors for the kids
    If you don't like me going 'em bitch I'm a looney again you lil motherfucker
    I'm over and I stick 'em up they say they're yellow go and then provoking
    And it's time for me to tell the difference between a rapper and a singer
    Of a rock and roll band I don't think this shit is proper yet
    Way too many rappers wanna look like Lenny Krevitz
    Personally I think these pussies get too many passes
    Thrift store shopping with the shit chore
    Rockin lips lame and your music ain't with the shit as ever
    And if that will make you matters even better
    I don't swear and people talking shit about the way I look every day
    Long hair don't care, red pair of air jordans
    And I wear all black on, fuck fuck swag
    You're a geek

    [Hook:]
    Fuck swag [x8]
    You're a geek
    Fuck swag
    You're a geek

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    [Verse 2:]
    All these rappers wanna bite but they don't know how to write
    They cause all they freeze diamond niggas tight
    Every time I say go on with the metaphor
    And if they wanna pause or laugh or ad live
    They sway and just top off who they like
    Tryin' to sound like Gucci or Future or Toochi
    The dudes need a lesson before they get behind the mic
    Ain't nobody buying your records in the hype
    It was feeling me until they see 'em white
    Now they like many raps too fast
    What you slow homie, you handicapped?
    What you need a walker, you hearin it, a fanny pad
    What you unhappy the cheddar's back, the many pack
    Or the back game, the cadillac's
    I'm out to raise a barn to get adapt the cameras flash
    'Cause they see a star when I walk in the room
    No silent, let it rap I bet you when I walk in my shoes
    It's funny that I'm hot
    Last year popper's was cool when you
    You was too official
    Whether you a hit you tired niggas
    You in skinny jeans, tekkie Louie belt whip you
    The client try to strip you heavy jewerly would take a pic
    Post the shit on instagram I suck a dick
    You bitch look real dumb
    Still slum, I don't pleasant hear lump
    Bumping Big Krit and Yelawolf I don't feel pun
    Rappers with no skills come on with me I kill them
    You fuck with me I'm the real one

    [Hook:]
    Fuck swag [x8]
    You're a geek
    Fuck swag
    You're a geek

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