Seven Figure Swagger (Plastician Remix)

Look, I'm the shit with the swagga I take the piss bladda Imma be rich madda Mounts of cash, camera flash Oh god I'm used to this Haters get cross crucifix You can get lost like stupid kids But I guess stupid is what stupid does I burn money I'm stupid cuz Why, ca I love the smell of papers Imma round trees 30 acres Only come around me on your worst behaviour Why, cuz i make man act up No camera, just flashed up, snap I'm always hyping, I make it rain I'm lightning Cash stacked in 20g packs Stashed under the mattress So many red bags floating about the house You would have thought I'm on the madness Acting like I don't know what a bank is Ghetto birds circling the gaff on the angus Coz they can't figure out where the tank for the dank is But I don't play that so they can stay back I'm gonna make that p ofa bangers you wankers Wind on man back and imma come again I got 99 problems but bars ain't one of them The few true stars and I'm on my friend watch dog Till I lock the whole globe in its circumference 12 struck again, got a sixth swagga and imma tell him it's Super cool bartain, catch me in a street in Geneva shopping for Accounts and trust I'll be laughing Verse 3&4 coming soon