SwaG OD [Verse 1] Yea I got my diploma, but I still ain't got no cla** She on the front cover, but she still ain't got no a** Got up late everyday, and I still managed to pa** Got that purple kush rolling and you still stuck with that gra** Uh, You can call me Mister overlooked You Peter Pan b**hes ain't got nothing on my captain hook Which means that you fairy rappers need to go and put in work Cuz I be eating y'all trappers boy, no fork [Hook] Its just SWAG OD When I pull up in the spot, 40 carats on my wrist Its just SWAG OD Fly my homies first cla** to Dubai as a gift Its just SWAG OD Front row at the Grammys sitting next to Taylor Swift Its just SWAG OD [Verse 2] Second time around, no intro necessary I'm new to the rap game, but used to the bullsh**ting And new to these groupie b**hes, but sick of the dick riding Obsessed with success, but I'm getting used to the haters Haters, I'm getting used to the haters Once your introduced to my flow, girl you gon' be at my door Got no news for your rappers boy, don't keep me hanging Cuz I'm coming up that elevator, y'all b**hes better quit staring [Hook] [Verse 3] Now I'm back for that hat-trick, girl, third times a charm Triple stacks, triple plaques, triple hoes on my arm Got that green on the way, boy, just a matter of time Before my stacks reach the ceiling and you still won't get a dime Cuz you doubted me from the get-go, now go take a seat I'm basically a vegetarian, cuz I don't go after no beef And I ain't with the flattery, that's fake sh** like toupees When I get up on that mic, I hit homers like the jays Yeah, homers like the jays When you come through my city, kid, you better come correct Cuz one thing that I've learned, is that you've gotta earn respect I've been raised here my whole life and one things for sure 6 years down the road, I'll have a packed crowd at my show Cuz I'm only gonna get better, go ahead and call me aged wine Sorry for taking your girl, but now I guess shes mine Once shes had a taste of my music, there's no going back now [Hook]