They say, why you swag so hard, none that shit necessary
I ain't do much, shit ain't barely
Shoutout to the ho I had in January
I know I'm real tripped out, but can you hear me
Asking why I swag so hard, none that shit necessary
I ain't do much, shit ain't barely
Shoutout to the ho I had in January
I know I be tripped out, but can you hear me
Yeah, I do this shit on a regular basis
Can't keep up with the game right, dude
Gotta go see the look on they faces
Got a new bad bitch hoppin' in the whip with me
Gonna stretch out her legs to space
She call me a wizard 'cause I'm finna hit that bitch with spells and incantations
She ain't rememberin' that though
Me and lil' Roto been chasin' the bag, ever since we had made Astro
Can't copy everything, but these niggas still tryin' to copy my cash flow
You ain't had all that, though
I can make a habit out of making dough
Even in the camp like leslo
Ask me why I step so hard
Ain't none of your business, but I see you in a rental car
And I don't wanna live like that, so you know the bands stay large
And I ain't never met anybody that can hate that hard
You won't get that far
They say, why you swag so hard, none that shit necessary
I ain't do much, shit ain't barely
Shoutout to the ho I had in January
I know I'm real tripped out, but can you hear me
Asking why I swag so hard, none that shit necessary
I ain't do much, shit ain't barely
Shoutout to the ho I had in January
I know I be tripped out, but can you hear me
I don't do much
They think I do lot, but I really don't be giving f*ck
Lightning, I leave you so struck
Clear the path, boy, better duck
Slide with ice, but I'm no puck
Dumpin; trash, dump truck
And I know that baddie got dump truck
And I know that shit drop low like oh my god
When backing up, I tell that girl don't fall
I mean literally but also mean in love
Oh, lil' Roto lit, a young rockstar
I be so, so, chilling, uh huh