[Verse 1: noonie]
On my swag boy shit, feel like 2012
Yeah, I'm rockin' DC, rockin' Ecko as well
And that n***a tried to dance battle me, what the hell?
On my swag boy shit, feel like 2012
Yeah, I'm rockin' DC, rockin' Ecko as well
I'm like, okay, fuck it, n***a, yeah, we might as well
And yo' bitch like how you hit the Jerk, oh well (Yeah)
I'm like, okay, n***a, watch me hit the Yeet (Yeah)
I feel like JJ, got the swag on my feet
And that n***a lookin' sad 'cause I just had him beat
'Cause I had more swag than he could ever think (Yeah)
I just did the Jerk 'till—
'Cause I had more swag than he could ever think (Yeah)
I just did the Jerk 'till that n***a couldn't breathe (Yeah)
I don't think that n***a wanna dance battle me
Why that n***a talking shit? We gon' get that n***a sweeped
I'mma call him by [?] on the BlackBerry
When I'm off a perc, she said that I look scary

[Verse 2: xaviersobased]
Me and st47ic gonna walk in
In the club, bitch, I'm finna let my Glock in
Rockin Robin's, slide up on a n***a and I rob him
On my feet, Eric Koston
Wearing skinny jeans with a fuckin' checkered shirt
And I get bands, I know that that n***a hurt
And I get bands, I know that that n***a hurt
And I get bands, I know that that n***a hurt
And I get bands, I know that that n***a hurt
In the trap, in the trap, in the trap, [?]
And I get bands, I know that that n***a hurt
And I get bands, I know that that n***a hurt
And I get bands, I know that that n***a hurt
And I get bands, I know that that n***a hurt