King Los - Swag City Bitch lyrics

Swag city bitch swag swag city bitch
And im back back wit diddy bitch

Nigga slide to the side let a flyer guy in
As I light that ass up like a fire fly then
Put hot shit out like im fire fightin
At my funeral you couldn't be as live as I am
And I promise I am my swag ain't even from
This motherfuckin' planet
Im surprised that I am
Nigga's wanna battle me but not like serious
Cause, I'm the best dot, but dot like period
Use to fuckin bitches thats
Magazine cover gorgeous
My mattress covered with models
My boxers covered in horses
My rollie covered in diamonds
Motherfucker it's gorgeous
In the winter push the hummers again
And jus cover the porsches ahhh
I got it covered you couldn't cover a portion
Im killin you son I hope
My insurance cover abortion
Cause, I'm on that bullshit
There ain't a sicker brother that rap
Im dope as stuffin' your nose
With that shit that come in that pack
They sick if I'm on the track
They better show me respect
Cause, I've had it up to my neck
Like a nigga covered in tats
Don't mix me up wit this
Rap they subtract my energy
Try to do me but they lack identity
Black eye spendin cheese
Just to throw ice on the face
Like a nigga with a black eye finna' be
I black out you niggas back out timidly
I pass out ass whoopins
You pass out physically
Stick wit me niggas out they lame ass mind
Every bitch you see me with
You playin name that dime
Make them knock the walls down
Between the louis and the gucci store
So I can shop them both at the same damn time
You a train I'm a plane you're
Playin you need to train
You need to watch too
Your watch too plain you need a chain
Your fox too lame she
Just wanna' ride shotgun
Ironically she give a lot of
Brain and ain't got one
Stop son, sun won't let another one block em'
By summers come I'm the number one option
Yup here come another one
Nigga's better group up
Mob up gwap up yea niggas troupe up
Get your little jewelry together
Shine your coupes up
Pop ur pills hit all your
Kush pour your juice up
Cause when I put this war paint
On and lace these boots up
All this fly shit don't fly
Jus throw the deuce up
I just want that lambi and I'm cool cuh'
Thinkin' bout that grammy got me
Sammy Sosa juiced up if she got a fanny lil'
Mammy gettin' scooped up
I fucked her in miami left her
Panties in my new truck
Ask about me I just smashed the beat
Lookin' like cash my bitch
Lookin like fashion week
Plus that's what it look like
Lookin in my closet
You goin through withdrawl bitch I
Look like a deposit
Sturrin out them bentley windows
Lookin at the projects
Take a step back bitch you
Lookin at the process
Some don't see no pictures some
Just only see the objects
So my objective is for you to see my progress
I guess with this momentum that im gaining
You could feel it in the air
I'm a billionaire in training
I said with this momentum that im gaining
You can feel it in the
Air this is billionaire training

Swag city bitch swag swag city bitch
Its badboy yea im back back wit diddy bitch
Swag city bitch swag swag city bitch im king
Losswaggaboy n you know this shit bow