(My swag so forreal, my swag so forreal)
I put swag in these tunes
I clean up like a broom
I smoke real good, smell me in the room
My left my shooter, try me and he boom
Im rocking these Raf Simmons shoes
Im Q, lil nigga I got me the Juice
I feel like a pirate, its booty and loot
Im calling the troops, i'm ready to move
Yea, yea
Uh uh uh uh uh, yea
I call up the troops, i'm ready to move
Yea, yea
Uh uh uh uh uh, yea
I call up the troops, i'm ready to move
I was born up under the moon
I be a vampire, alien, might be a goon
I'll give a regular nigga the chills when i'm in the room
Im right outside the Hollywood hills and i'm getting tuned (ooh)
Yeah, get to that money yea
I gotta get to them digits yea
V12 all I want in my engine yea
Anything that I want ima get it yea
On my genie, I granted my wishes
Rule of three, told him triple my pension
Turn to smoke if they all in my business
Trust nobody, don't know they intentions
Bitch I ain't felt this good in a minute
Cause I'm counting up bread like a biscuit
I make sure niggas know when I'm dissing
555, i'm as big as my vision
555, i'm as big as my vision
555, i'm as big as my vision
555, i'm as big as my vision
555, i'm as big as my vision
I put swag in these tunes
I clean up like a broom
I smoke real good, smell me in the room
My left my shooter, try me and he boom
Im rocking these Raf Simmons shoes
I'm Q, lil nigga I got me the Juice
I feel like a pirate, its booty and loot
Im calling the troops, i'm ready to move
Yea, yea
Uh uh uh uh uh, yea
I call up the troops, i'm ready to move
Yea, yea
Uh uh uh uh uh, yea
I call up the troops, i'm ready to move