Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fee B
Fee B
Songwriter
Davin Mckinzie
Davin Mckinzie
Songwriter
Kai Laing
Kai Laing
Songwriter

Lyrics

Swaggin since I was a jit
I torch shit, they don't wanna get me lit
Contortion, bend your block and then we split
Extortion, run off with this ****'s shit
Swag on these ****, that's my hobby
Based God
Swag on these ****, that's my hobby
I'm livin that sweet life with my twin up in the lobby
Yeah I'm runnin' up a check, these **** jogging
I got so much swag, I had to start watchin my pockets
I got so much drip, I had to turn off the damn faucet
I put blue up on my body, now they start callin me Sonic
All my **** jumpin when we hop up in the moshpit
Yeah I only kick it with the realest and the rawest
Ball like Scottie Pippen
Yeah I only do addition
If you see the name 100 Fee, **** you better listen
Yeah you know I been that ****
Every time I speak it's reminiscent
I don't got no limits
I don't got no fuckin limits
My life is unlimited
I don't got no damn minutes
Shout out God, sorry for all the times I'm sinning
I'ma keep swaggin', huh
I don't care if you don't get it
I'm a dragon, since a jit I been in fire spittin
Swag on these ****, that's my hobby
Swag on these ****, that's my hobby
Swag on these ****, that's my hobby
Swag on these ****, that's my hobby
Swag
Swag on these ****, that's my hobby
Fuck with real ****
Tell the lame **** get from round me
I'm out of the county
Prolly somewhere where the loud be
I'm out where the clouds be
Try not to get dizzy and drowsy
We can roll up for some hours
Feel like I got superpowers
Lil bitch I'm trippin and fried
We do the most, I know I do a lot
100 Kai put that shit down in the spot
Do you know all these damn songs that I got
Real ****, yeah that's just something you not
Nobody fuckin with me on the drop
I get you speakers to knock
High as fuck, I just be geeking a lot
Got the gas, reeking a lot
Talkin my shit, I be speakin a lot
Nobody fucking with me, I'm too cold, I'm on freeze
Gotta stay good, I just want me the cheese
Good gas, you can smell that in the breeze
New pack, you already know what that mean
Swag
Swaggin, I'm rocking fancy clothes
Got a California bitch, she from the 90210
I ain't outside without my grip
You know I stick right with my pole
Bitch you ain't Dora, don't go explorin' inside my fuckin phone
No
I brought a gun in this bitch
If I shoot, they finna run in this bitch
I ain't the two, I'm the one in this bitch
Got a group of bad bitches, they come to the show
They tryna fuck me and suck me fasho
If you try to snake me, your ass ain't low
You lizard as fuck and yo ass exposed
Bitch I been swaggin' since I was a jit
I torch shit, they don't wanna get me lit
Contortion, bend your block and then we split
Extortion, run off with this ****'s shit
Cold at this shit, better grab you a coat
Goat of this shit, better take you a note
King of this shit, don't get caught in a moat
Been in my bag, yeah I stay in my tote
Swag on these ****, that's my
Uh
Swag on these ****, that's my hobby
Swag on these ****, that's my hobby
Swag swag
Swag on these ****, that's my hobby
Based God yeah
You watching the juice
Salute
Written by: Davin Mckinzie, Fee B, Kai Laing
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