"swag jack" lyrics

(Art Dealer)
Ha
(AM)

Swag jack
Swag jack
Swag jack
Swag jack
Swag jack
Swag jack
Swag jack
Let me get my swag back
No identity, where your swag at?
I had to switch my swag and get in my bag, I switched up the top
Damn, this ho too bad, I'm coppin' the diamonds and put 'em on ice
Copped that bitch a AP 'cause I already piped
Bit my swag, I gatekeep, too many niggas wanna be like
Bitch, I came from nothin', you know nothin' 'bout this life, fuck
I'm in this bitch with Jordan, hell no, I ain't talkin' 'bout Mike, ha
My bankroll oversized
Would've gave you a second chance, but all you do is lie
I'm lookin' for my power, sky-high
And see we fuck for hours, I make her terrified
Fuck a rollout, I'm not no Autobot
They ain't trippin' 'bout that bitch, she been a thot
Thoughts stay to myself, no, I don't talk a lot
Gen5 under my belt, thirty-one shots
Know I got so many cars, I could fill up a parking lot
Might cop her a G-Wagon, I lick her G-spot
All my hoes up, I don't fuck no broke thot
Call them hoes up, I need some pussy right now
I slide like a hockey puck
Don't let that shit hype you up
Never sent ya shit, I never gave a fuck
The hate louder than the love but it's still love
If you reciprocate the energy, that's real love
Tell me who realer
The one with the baker, or the one with the money?
I got both, I'm havin' that loaf
Bread in, you can't get a slice
Popped a new pill, I reached a new high
Big Glock, you don't wanna fight
Swear I'll pop you if you try
She a ten, oh my, we gazing at the stars
These niggas soft, I go too hard
And I can't even see you, reached the stars