SWAG PACK (BOW!) (feat. Just Gregg)

Let's be honest

Damn I feel locked in

I ain't no problem

But I still solve them

What about drama?

Drown that in lava

Damn that is hot stuff

Never to be washed up

But I don't want to make you feel some type of way

No fear, not here, no not today

Raise your glass, hold it dear, call it cheers ok

Bring the party down hard that's how we play

I got oodles and oodles of noodles

I'm walking a poodle

I just drew a doodle

I'm gettin real zooted

That shit you wish you do

My hand on my pistol

Bitch I'm bout to shoot you

BOW, BOW, BOW, BOW,

BOW, BOW, BOW, BOW, I'll shoot you like

BOW, BOW, BOW, BOW

BOW, BOW, BOW, BOW, I'll shoot you like

Over, and over, and over again

It's the same thoughts I write down here, right with my pen

We've been seeing, not sleeping, but seeking with demons

We re-up, we keep up, bend time, always dreaming

Not sober, not sober, not sober, my friend

This ain't over but this could have an abrupt end

We'll delete ya, won't meet ya, we're creative creatures

Count bodies, obvious, that's just how the streets is

I'm cooking a pizza

I'm calling up Rita

I'm telling her meet at the spot in LG

And I told her there's two

One with pep and one cheese

By the end of the night got her tugging on me and

SWAG, SWAG, SWAG, SWAG

SWAG, SWAG, SWAG, SWAG

SWAG, SWAG, SWAG, SWAG

SWAG, SWAG, SWAG, SWAG

SWAG, SWAG, SWAG, SWAG

SWAG, SWAG, SWAG, SWAG

I stay elevated

We on that shit, yeah we graduated

Always high, yeah forever faded

Violating the opps, stay aggravated

Yeah, uh

Shoutout to the gang

Blowing holes through your body like my names Aang

We rapping and we trapping

All the shit you do is lame

Steady switching lanes

Everybody wants a piece of the fame

Best stay ten toes down or your people getting maimed and

We do not fuck with the opposition

On top of the game we predominate in

Pockets stay lit, yeah conglomerating

Kings of the city Metropolis

An "S" on the chest like we supes

Fuck with the one get the rest of the group

Lighting shit up like supporting the troops

You lucky if we don't pull that stick out and go shoot

At you