[Intro: Fimiguerrero]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
(Ayo Ian)

[Chorus: Fimiguerrero]
I gotta swag out (Ha)
I’m popping out the shop, yeah
I pulled the racks out (Pulled out the racks)
She wanna come to my home, yeah
Blowing your back out (Bah, bah)
She call me back round (Bah, bah)
Tell me your background (Oh yeah)
I’m getting hot now (Yeah yeah yeah)
I like to swag a lot
I like to blow the bag a lot
I remember days I ain’t had a lot
I put them on til [?]
I like to swag a lot
I like to blow the bag a lot
You with the kid, but now you not
Tables done flipped cause you had a lot
LOL, funny

[Verse 1: Fimiguerrero]
I had days when it was sunny and summer, cause back then I had monеy
Now I get paid for a show, my bag saying ‘O’, get turnt to my mummy
It’s funny how n***as don’t love mе
It’s funny how back then I was doing scams on a scummy
I was too bummy
[?] smoking a dummy
Damn, damn
I turn your bitch to a fan (Oh damn)
I turn a zoot to a gram
I turned my crib to a bank (Oh damn)
I turned my bitch to a supermodel, and she ain't even that leng
I turnt it up for the gang, them times we were broke (Gah)
[Chorus: Fimiguerrero]
I gotta swag out (Ha)
I’m popping out the shop, yeah
I pulled the racks out (Pulled out the racks)
She wanna come to my home, yeah
Blowing your back out (Bah, bah)
She call me back round (Bah, bah)
Tell me your background (Oh yeah)
I’m getting hot now (Yeah yeah yeah)
I like to swag a lot
I like to blow the bag a lot
I remember days I ain’t had a lot
I put them on til [?]
I like to swag a lot
I like to blow the bag a lot
You with the kid, but now you not
Tables done flipped cause you had a lot
LOL, funny

[Verse 2: Fimiguerrero]
Ha ha ha (Ha)
She wanna go Hakkasan
All these dates, she ain’t got plans, ha (No)
Now she wanna go out with your man, ha
Ain’t seen a n***a with a swag like this
YSL on my body and the tag
Bentley, this ain’t a cab
Huh, [?] just look at [?]
Yeah, Givenchy, chase on a bag
Yeah, I filled that bitch with the cash
Got a bad bitch, don’t care bout your past, uh
I like your body, got asses, uh
I need a baddie thats ratchet, uh
Baby I’ll turn up your fashion, uh (Yeah)
I got the sauce like a sachet, uh
I gave her dick with a passion, uh
[Chorus: Fimiguerrero]
I gotta swag out (Ha)
I’m popping out the shop, yeah
I pulled the racks out
She wanna come to my home, yeah
Blowing your back out
She call me back round
Tell me your background
I’m getting hot now
I like to swag a lot
I like to blow the bag a lot
I remember days I ain’t had a lot
I put them on til [?]
I like to swag a lot
I like to blow the bag a lot
You with the kid, but now you not
Tables done flipped cause you had a lot
LOL, funny

[Verse 3: tana]
Oh yeah
Oh yeah (Brr)
She want the swag I’m on (I'm on)
I said what typa bag she want (She want)
I step out with a fashion hoe
[Hit the folks in Atlanta?], hoe (Yeah)
I walked in with a bag, lil hoe (Oh yeah)
Why these n***as be mad for nun? (Slatt)
Told his ass shoulda pack a front
Ohhh, itch, uh
Swag on me got your bitch (Bitch)
Full damn shot on my fit (What)
I got that lil drip (Oh yeah)
She at the penthouse, top of the pent (Yeah)
I turned a 4 to a 5, to a 10
Came in a dolly, I don’t need no friends
Lookin' with me and Fimi pulled up in (Skrr)
[Chorus: Fimiguerrero & tana]
I gotta swag out (I got the swag)
I’m popping out the shop, yeah (Oh yeah)
I pulled the racks out (Pulled out the racks)
She wanna come to my home, yeah (She wanna come)
Blowing your back out (Oh yeah)
She call me back round
Tell me your background (Tell me your background)
I’m getting hot now (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
I like to swag a lot (Swag a lot)
I like to blow the bag a lot (Blow the bag a lot)
I remember days I ain’t had a lot (I ain’t had a lot)
I put them on til [?]
I like to swag a lot (Oh yeah)
I like to blow the bag a lot (Oh yeah)
You with the kid, but now you not (Ohhh)
Tables done flipped cause you had a lot
LOL, funny (Had a lot)

[Outro: tana]
Slatt, oh yeah