(Verse 1)
Yeah, uh
Yeah, uh
It starts with the rap
Think you got flow
But it sounds like crap
All of you know
Got to be like this to make it on the radio
Change your voice so you sound like a robot
Think you sound s**y but you're really not so hot
Drenched in auto-tune like you took a bath in it
Sing some words and time them with the snare hit
(Chorus)
Swag in my sneakers
Swag in my hair
Swag in my juicebox
Swag everywhere
Swag in my sneakers
Swag in my hair
Swag in my juicebox
Swag everywhere
(Verse 2)
You know I'm the coolest kid on the block
Pants so low around my knees so I can't even walk
Don't know why I wear them cause they don't even fit
Couldn't read the size tag cause I'm illiterate
Last time I checked, my yolo count was high
Over nine thousand, cause I'm a swaggy guy
Couldn't pay the rent, cause swag's not a currency
And all my cash I spent, on low pants and bad rhymes
(Chorus)
Swag in my sneakers
Swag in my hair
Swag in my juicebox
Swag everywhere
Swag in my sneakers
Swag in my hair
Swag in my juicebox
Swag everywhere
(Verse 3)
Swag be dripping out of every single pore
If you ain't got swag, I'll show you the door
Swag be dripping like a leaky faucet
A faucet of swag, hidden in my closet
Don't get to close or you'll be infected by my plague
It's like the black d**h except with more swag