Rittz - Fuck Swag lyrics
[Rittz - Fuck Swag lyrics]
Fuck swag, Swag
15's in the back of the Dodge out the garage
And my homies riding with me
And they better recharge
I talk about the clientele and tell
'em they won't be off
I'm off Atlanta representers and
We're given the yonk
And be better this cars and
The swap in the squad
They think they swagging but they lame as
Fuck we laugh at these boys
Uncontrollably like we just hit
The gravity bong
Half of these rappers too wack to
Be even rapping and all
Trying to dress up like a wierdo
Hoping that somebody notice 'em
Make me wanna strike and knock em
Down like they a bowling pin
Maybe I’m just old and out of touch
Attitude is fuck it
Cause, If you don't like me
Go and watch some Nickelodeon
You lil motherfucker
I'm over and I stick 'em up they
Say they're YOLO go and then provoking
And it's hard time for me to tell the
Difference between a rapper and a singer
Of a rock and roll band I
Don't think that shit is appropriate
Way too many rappers wanna
Look like Lenny Kravitz
Personally I think these pussies
Get too many passes
Thrift store shopping with the
Shit your rocking
Looks lame and your music ain't
Neat the shit is average
And if that will make you matters even better
I don't sweat on people talking shit about
The way I look every day
Long hair don't care, red pair of Air Jordans
And I wear all black, no hook
Fuck swag
All these rappers wanna bite like they
Don't know how to write
They constantly freestyle and
Think it's tight every time they say a line
With a metaphor in it
They wanna pause or laugh or ad-lib
Fake swag they just copy who they like
Trying to sound like Gucci
Or Future or Tunechi
These dudes need a lesson before
They get behind the mic
Ain't nobody buying your records
They buying into hype
They was feeling me until they see I'm white
Now they like "man he raps too fast"
What you slow homie? You handicapped?
What you need a walker, a hearing aid
Or a fanny pack
What you unhappy the champ is back
The Manny Pac of the rap
Game that can't relax
I'm bout to raise the bar
And they can't adapt, the cameras flash
Cause they see a star when I walk in the room
North side, Atlanta rap
I bet you wanna walk in my shoes
It's funny that I'm hot
Last year I was just cool when you
You was too official
Where the shoe that fit's you
Tied yo' dick in skinny jeans
Take your Louis belt and whip you
The clientele'll strip you of your jewellery
We'll take a pic
Post the shit on Instagram, now suck a dick
You bitch, be looking real dumb
Still slum, I don't pleasant hear 'em
Bumping Big KRIT and Yelawolf
I don't feel punk
Rappers with no skills come on
Witness me I kill them
You fucking with me I'm the real one
Fuck swag
15's in the back of the Dodge out the garage
And my homies riding with me
And they better recharge
I talk about the clientele and tell
'em they won't be off
I'm off Atlanta representers and
We're given the yonk
And be better this cars and
The swap in the squad
They think they swagging but they lame as
Fuck we laugh at these boys
Uncontrollably like we just hit
The gravity bong
Half of these rappers too wack to
Be even rapping and all
Trying to dress up like a wierdo
Hoping that somebody notice 'em
Make me wanna strike and knock em
Down like they a bowling pin
Maybe I’m just old and out of touch
Attitude is fuck it
Cause, If you don't like me
Go and watch some Nickelodeon
You lil motherfucker
I'm over and I stick 'em up they
Say they're YOLO go and then provoking
And it's hard time for me to tell the
Difference between a rapper and a singer
Of a rock and roll band I
Don't think that shit is appropriate
Way too many rappers wanna
Look like Lenny Kravitz
Personally I think these pussies
Get too many passes
Thrift store shopping with the
Shit your rocking
Looks lame and your music ain't
Neat the shit is average
And if that will make you matters even better
I don't sweat on people talking shit about
The way I look every day
Long hair don't care, red pair of Air Jordans
And I wear all black, no hook
Fuck swag
All these rappers wanna bite like they
Don't know how to write
They constantly freestyle and
Think it's tight every time they say a line
With a metaphor in it
They wanna pause or laugh or ad-lib
Fake swag they just copy who they like
Trying to sound like Gucci
Or Future or Tunechi
These dudes need a lesson before
They get behind the mic
Ain't nobody buying your records
They buying into hype
They was feeling me until they see I'm white
Now they like "man he raps too fast"
What you slow homie? You handicapped?
What you need a walker, a hearing aid
Or a fanny pack
What you unhappy the champ is back
The Manny Pac of the rap
Game that can't relax
I'm bout to raise the bar
And they can't adapt, the cameras flash
Cause they see a star when I walk in the room
North side, Atlanta rap
I bet you wanna walk in my shoes
It's funny that I'm hot
Last year I was just cool when you
You was too official
Where the shoe that fit's you
Tied yo' dick in skinny jeans
Take your Louis belt and whip you
The clientele'll strip you of your jewellery
We'll take a pic
Post the shit on Instagram, now suck a dick
You bitch, be looking real dumb
Still slum, I don't pleasant hear 'em
Bumping Big KRIT and Yelawolf
I don't feel punk
Rappers with no skills come on
Witness me I kill them
You fucking with me I'm the real one
Fuck swag