Im that young Nigga running up them racks im Lil Swagg and I come from out the black
I hit the ground like a ball I bounce back like the grocery store i be filling up bags
Pop them percs I be feeling like slash exotic my weed when Im smoking my gas
I rep my hood i know they got my back no radio we turned to the max
At the hood store where Im making my cash Hardy fighting cases i pray he bounce back
This aint the cut but my beat come from Scratch we run it up but we aint running track
Fuggin on a bad bitch daily she tell me everything I think Im a bastard
Cant put these nehgaz on game keep them out the loop cause they to messy
Nehgaz caught a charge now the confessing
Thats why I keep guerillas and goons in my section
Pull up on you to show you I aint flexing bitch you know aint no flexing
Older brother keep a loaded revolver like Frank James so they calling Me Jessy
Till they free King Hardy out the slammer Im stepping on peasants
Got a whole lot of muthafuggin blessings bitch but they all came from lessons bitch
If you gone pop the shit be about it east LaGrange shit Im really bout it
When its time to beef we pull up hop out like we caught a flat tire
Swagg exotic weed get me high you know im fourth of July popping our shit
These nehgaz wont back it up cause they really aint bout shit
And its East Lagrange for L gang nehga much love Bitch
Im that young Nigga running up them racks im Lil Swagg and I come from out the black
I hit the ground like a ball I bounce back like the grocery store i be filling up bags
Pop them percs I be feeling like slash exotic my weed when Im smoking my gas
I rep my hood i know they got my back no radio we turned to the max
At the hood store where Im making my cash Hardy fighting cases i pray he bounce back
This aint the cut but my beat come from Scratch we run it up but we aint running track
Ova Top baby hood store where Im at selling that weed and selling that crack
Back in the days my pocket was flat but now and days them bitches they fat
I be on Percs and posted with Slash we drinking the percs and we throwing them back
Rolling exotic and we rolling them fat call me Lil Swagg and i come out of the black
Exotic Swagg (feat. Keyslash Da Mayor & Swagg) Video (MV)
Performed By: Pholksorleave Academy
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Chapez Mccord, Marcello Williams
Pholksorleave Academy - Exotic Swagg (feat. Keyslash Da Mayor & Swagg) Lyrics
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Im that young Nigga running up them racks im Lil Swagg and I come from out the black
I hit the ground like a ball I bounce back like the grocery store i be filling up bags
Pop them percs I be feeling like slash exotic my weed when Im smoking my gas
I rep my hood i know they got my back no radio we turned to the max
At the hood store where Im making my cash Hardy fighting cases i pray he bounce back
This aint the cut but my beat come from Scratch we run it up but we aint running track
Fuggin on a bad bitch daily she tell me everything I think Im a bastard
Cant put these nehgaz on game keep them out the loop cause they to messy
Nehgaz caught a charge now the confessing
Thats why I keep guerillas and goons in my section
Pull up on you to show you I aint flexing bitch you know aint no flexing
Older brother keep a loaded revolver like Frank James so they calling Me Jessy
Till they free King Hardy out the slammer Im stepping on peasants
Got a whole lot of muthafuggin blessings bitch but they all came from lessons bitch
If you gone pop the shit be about it east LaGrange shit Im really bout it
When its time to beef we pull up hop out like we caught a flat tire
Swagg exotic weed get me high you know im fourth of July popping our shit
These nehgaz wont back it up cause they really aint bout shit
And its East Lagrange for L gang nehga much love Bitch
Im that young Nigga running up them racks im Lil Swagg and I come from out the black
I hit the ground like a ball I bounce back like the grocery store i be filling up bags
Pop them percs I be feeling like slash exotic my weed when Im smoking my gas
I rep my hood i know they got my back no radio we turned to the max
At the hood store where Im making my cash Hardy fighting cases i pray he bounce back
This aint the cut but my beat come from Scratch we run it up but we aint running track
Ova Top baby hood store where Im at selling that weed and selling that crack
Back in the days my pocket was flat but now and days them bitches they fat
I be on Percs and posted with Slash we drinking the percs and we throwing them back
Rolling exotic and we rolling them fat call me Lil Swagg and i come out of the black
I hit the ground like a ball I bounce back like the grocery store i be filling up bags
Pop them percs I be feeling like slash exotic my weed when Im smoking my gas
I rep my hood i know they got my back no radio we turned to the max
At the hood store where Im making my cash Hardy fighting cases i pray he bounce back
This aint the cut but my beat come from Scratch we run it up but we aint running track
Fuggin on a bad bitch daily she tell me everything I think Im a bastard
Cant put these nehgaz on game keep them out the loop cause they to messy
Nehgaz caught a charge now the confessing
Thats why I keep guerillas and goons in my section
Pull up on you to show you I aint flexing bitch you know aint no flexing
Older brother keep a loaded revolver like Frank James so they calling Me Jessy
Till they free King Hardy out the slammer Im stepping on peasants
Got a whole lot of muthafuggin blessings bitch but they all came from lessons bitch
If you gone pop the shit be about it east LaGrange shit Im really bout it
When its time to beef we pull up hop out like we caught a flat tire
Swagg exotic weed get me high you know im fourth of July popping our shit
These nehgaz wont back it up cause they really aint bout shit
And its East Lagrange for L gang nehga much love Bitch
Im that young Nigga running up them racks im Lil Swagg and I come from out the black
I hit the ground like a ball I bounce back like the grocery store i be filling up bags
Pop them percs I be feeling like slash exotic my weed when Im smoking my gas
I rep my hood i know they got my back no radio we turned to the max
At the hood store where Im making my cash Hardy fighting cases i pray he bounce back
This aint the cut but my beat come from Scratch we run it up but we aint running track
Ova Top baby hood store where Im at selling that weed and selling that crack
Back in the days my pocket was flat but now and days them bitches they fat
I be on Percs and posted with Slash we drinking the percs and we throwing them back
Rolling exotic and we rolling them fat call me Lil Swagg and i come out of the black
Writer: Chapez Mccord, Marcello Williams
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