King Los - Swag City b**h lyrics

[Intro] Swag city b**h swag swag city b**h And im back back wit diddy b**h [Verse 1: Los] n***a slide to the side let a flyer guy in As I light that a** up like a fire fly then Put hot sh** 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 motherf**in' planet Im surprised that I am n***a's wanna battle me but not like serious Cause I'm the best dot, but dot like period Use to f**in b**hes thats magazine cover gorgeous My mattress covered with models My boxers covered in horses My rollie covered in diamonds Motherf**er its 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 k**in you son I hope my insurance cover abortion Cause I'm on that bullsh** There ain't a sicker brother that rap Im dope as stuffin' your nose With that sh** 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 n***a covered in tats Dont 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 n***a with a black eye finna' be I black out you n***as back out timidly I pa** out a** whoopins you pa** out physically Stick wit me n***as out they lame a** mind Every b**h 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 n***a's better group up Mob up gwap up yea n***as troupe up Get your little j**elry 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 sh** dont 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 f**ed her in miami left her panties in my new truck Ask about me I just smashed the beat Lookin' like cash my b**h lookin like fashion week Plus that's what it look like lookin in my closet You goin through withdrawl b**h I look like a deposit Sturrin out them bentley windows lookin at the projects Take a step back b**h 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 b**h swag swag city b**h Its badboy yea im back back wit diddy b**h Swag city b**h swag swag city b**h im king losswaggaboy n you know this sh** bow