| I’m in the place, y’all, trippin' on things
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| I just walked in, spillin' my drink
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| Played ball but I never scored a basket
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| You already know, you ain’t gotta ask it (Swagless)
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| You know I’m (Swagless)
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| Ugly, clumsy, trust me
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| Sandusky wouldn’t fuck me
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| You know who’s swagless
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| To get my shit together, I would have to eat magnets (Swagless)
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| So if you’re looking, call it off
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| I’m right here homie, swag holocaust
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| Eh,
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| I’m fever than Justin Bieber
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| I tried to do the dougie, it was looking like a seizure
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| I’m accidentally celibate
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| I could sign and drive a boxy Honda SUV and not be in my element
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| I been irrelevant, I’m still delicate
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| But this year, I can bench 85 like Bill Belichick
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| Check it out
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| Drooling out my mouth, falling on a couch
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| I just dropped a coffee, sloppy, and I’m retarded
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| And I only wrote fourteen bars
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| I’m in the place, y’all, trippin' on things
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| I just walked in, spillin' my drink
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| Played ball but I never scored a basket
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| You already know, you ain’t gotta ask it (Swagless)
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| You know I’m (Swagless) |