Fuck Swag

Yo, kick back, go ahead and spit that Nothing worse than a swag kid that sounds real whack With a very ill beat, you rap like a spelling bee But I guess that it's okay with them J's on your feet Motherfucker, fuck your shoes, and fuck your clothes I don't need all that shit just to spit better flows Obvious you suck it, hoe, but looks make it up But the truth is, yo, we never really gave a fuck So take your pretty fuckboy swag back home It's that true Hip-Hop, no twerking in the zone The flows ain't never stopping and we keep the heads bopping And we feel the presence of a swag fag when they walking Shit, yo, I ain't even mad I'd rather be able to rap than not have any swag Why keep the tag? Just so you can brag? I'd rather brag about the music cos that's where it's really at And all these cats claiming they're the realest in the world But in reality, they can't even keep it real with their girl And most of y'all are gay, dressing in feminine ways And I swear I see a girl when I'm looking at your face Fuck swag and fuck you too My name's The HideandSeekZoo Fuck swag