Swag Overload

作词 : Jonah Abraham/Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Stefan Cismigiu

作曲 : Jonah Abraham/Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Stefan Cismigiu

(I'm sellin' swag for the high, swag for the low)

(I'm sellin' swag for the high, swag for the low)

(I'm sellin' swag for the high, swag for the low)

My swag so dope, b***h saw me once now she addicted to me, just like coke

I don't smoke no 'Runtz, lil' b***h, just 41s, Gelato

When I go shoppin', I spend twenty thousand in one store

That's that swag overload

Yeah, I'm a shopping fiend

I just spent thirty-five hundred on one pair of jeans

I love to shop, b***h, I'm addicted like shopliftin'

Yeah, you be ballin', but I'm ballin' in another league

You in eighth, I'm in first seat

O-P-I-U-M my team

Shawty sayin' P, I told her I'm V-A-M-P

I'm that nigga, b***h, shit, ain't shit you can say to me

Everybody claim that smoke exotic, but they weed came with seeds

Everybody claim they sippin' drank, but they be sippin' fake lean

And everybody totin' them sticks, huh

That shit be for Instagram, I know you you ain't blick nothin'

You ain't shot shit, you ain't pay for shit to get done

I tote a FN Five-seveN, yeah, b***h, I tote a big gun

That's my weapon (Weapon)

Balenciaga boots, ooh, b***h, I'm steppin' (Steppin')

Beat a nigga up like Street Fighter, yeah, I'm Tekken (I'm Tekken)

I'm your daddy, I'm 'bout to teach yo' ass a lesson (A lesson)

I been rockin' all my jewelry lately, I been VVsin' (VVsin')

**** this b***h and I made her cum, woah, woah, she left her mess

I got seventy-five pointers, all of 'em sittin' on my chest

And shawty got my kids, yeah, sittin' all on her breasts

I got a swag disease, yeah, and that shit so contagious

I rock Balenciaga ripped, huh, huh, in that 'Vette

Lil' shawty swaggin' like me, huh, huh, and we just met

You think you swaggin' like me? Uh, uh, but this ain't that

Nah, nah, this ain't that

Huh, huh, my swag so dope, huh

Everybody addicted to it, yeah, just like coke

Everybody wanna take a picture, everywhere I go

I remember back when ain't nobody know

Now I sell out every show

Huh, huh, and I could buy your b***h, huh

You can't pay a nigga, uh-uh-uh, to try this shit

My boy playing with them pistols, and he ready to take a risk

He'll take a chain off your neck and take your watch off your wrist

(Yeah)

(Swag, swag overload)

(Swag, swag, swag, swag, swag overload)

(Swag, swag, swag, swag, swag overload)

(Swag, swag, swag, swag, swag overload)