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]