Lyrics
I'm not into the Internet
I'm not into that
Niggas going back and forth like a tennis match
We can get a bag, if you're into that
Put your money up
What you finna bet
Now I got him hooked, in a fishing net
Now my fingers itching yeah they itching yeah
Big dog in the kitchen yeah
Whipping up a chicken stuffed with gouda yeah
Gouda it's stuffed with gouda
So is my pockets yeah they stuffed with gouda
I've got a rubber band its stuffed with 100 grands stretch like a ruler
Stretch like a limo, hundreds and fifties no Missy no Timbo
Left on the beat you know that it's lit though
Bitch this my instrumental
Left brain about to go walk the dogs
Ima go the rock walking tall
I'd like to say thank you to all of y'all
Came down shining like Paul wall
Gimme my swag back
Like Paul Wall
Came down shining like Paul
Gimme my swag
Back
Gimme gimme my swag back
Gimme my swag back
Gimme my swag back
Gimme my swag back
Yeah
Gimme my swag back
Gimme my swag back
Gimme my swag back
Gimme my swag back
Yeah gimme my swag back
Bag back
Give me my motherfucking swag back
Numbers all day like NASDAQ
Count it up like no subtract
Got a new whip and crashed that
If you with me say fuck that
If you with me say fuck that
Gimme my swag back
Like Paul Wall
Came down shining like Paul
Gimme my swag
Back
Gimme gimme my swag back
Gimme my swag back
Gimme my swag back
Gimme my swag back
Yeah
Gimme my swag back
Gimme my swag back
Gimme my swag back
Gimme my swag back
Yeah gimme my swag back
Bag back
Give me my motherfucking swag back
Numbers all day like NASDAQ
Count it up like no subtract
Got a new whip and crashed that
If you with me say fuck that
If you with me say fuck that