(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