Lyrics I Got Swag - Q Money

I Got Swag

I got swag, aye
I got swag, I got swag, I got swag, aye
They think they next, they think they next, I’m on they ass, aye
I got em mad, I got em mad, ooh they mad, aye
You can’t catch me, cops can’t catch me, I’m too fast
I want it bad, I want it bad, I want it bad
I need that Jag, gotta get that Jag, I want that Jag
I need that cash, gotta get that cash, I want that cash, baby
I want it bad, baby
Hold up, wait a minute, this is only the beginning
Know some real niggas glad to see a nigga still winning
Know some pussy niggas mad cause they thought I was finished
They thought I was finished, yeah, they thought I was finished
But I’m back, aye
Oh yes I’m back, Oh yes I’m back, look bitch I’m back, aye
I’m off that drank, I’m off that drank, I’m having a blast, aye
Shorty girl say «boy you drive too fast»
I’m doing the dash, I’m doing the dash, I’m doing the dash
I these fine bitches in a line, look like a sorority
Please come get your girl, they been here too long, they boring me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My swag made her horny, she told me «you corny»
Bitch called me this morning, talking bout pull up on me
Hell no, I gotta get dough lil hoe, cause I used to be broke lil hoe
And I ain’t going back no more, back no more
I’m chasing that sack lil hoe, and not the quarterback lil hoe
Yeah I used to trap lil hoe, and I ain’t doing that no more
hoe, you can’t get none of my dough
You can’t come none of my shows, you can’t get no videos
Being broke ain’t funny, being broke ain’t funny
I ain’t have no money, I ain’t have no money
Them bitches tried to shit on me, tried to shit on me
But that’s okay I’m back hoe
I got swag, aye
I got swag, I got swag, I got swag, aye
They think they next, they think they next, I’m on they ass, aye
I got em mad, I got em mad, ooh they mad, aye
You can’t catch me, cops can’t catch me, I’m too fast
I want it bad, I want it bad, I want it bad
I need that Jag, gotta get that Jag, I want that Jag
I need that cash, gotta get that cash, I want that cash, baby
I want it bad, baby
Q Money is back again, and I got them racks again
Ooh I got em mad again, pulling up on they ass again
Turnt up with that swag again
Get up out yo feelings, I heard somebody say the other day they was goin' kill
me
Pussy ass nigga you lying, pussy ass nigga keep trying
Pussy ass nigga I’m a lion
You are just a actress, ridin' round with that act shit
And I got that Mac-10, just for confirmation
I don’t need no conversation, or no damn association
I just want some compensation, and that motherfucking currency
Pussy ass nigga keep, you ain’t motherfucking worrying me
He ain’t fucking scurring me, I’m clean like dish detergent
30 in the clip, Steph Curry
Wanna meet her, might make a bitch nervous
Pull up and saw her in person, you and I real diversion
I fucked yo bitch before you fucked yo bitch, and she said she’s a virgin
I know yo feelings hurting, fucked the judge and fuck the jury
I got swag, aye
I got swag, I got swag, I got swag, aye
They think they next, they think they next, I’m on they ass, aye
I got em mad, I got em mad, ooh they mad, aye
You can’t catch me, cops can’t catch me, I’m too fast
I want it bad, I want it bad, I want it bad
I need that Jag, gotta get that Jag, I want that Jag
I need that cash, gotta get that cash, I want that cash, baby
I want it bad, baby