Got That

Ok I'm Swagged out to the max That's a fact, action packed My kicks on that acrobat Flashier than a magic act Mack attack, Back to back Rack a pack of that crack a jack My gear makes ya eyeballs hurt Haters think they got cataracts But they blind They don't realize what they lack Is everything I got and more, they just whack In the corner talkin that yak-yak While I rack stacks and claque claque Guillotine swag, man I'm sharp as tack On the cuttin edge, but ain't cuttin no slack I'm pudding on this snackpack Lookin blackjack and they Jack Black Funny actin [Hook] Niggas know I got that (swag) Niggas know I pop tags (swag) Niggas know I got that swag All I ever do is pop tags Niggas know I got that swag Clothes so sharp they lacerate I'm in the lab whippin up acetate Not a chemist, but I question how acid tastes For all the haters out there that I agitate No mispronunciation, I'm immaculate Cause you a PC, I'm a Mac, you late I bust rhymes all your mouth ever ejaculates Is shit, tell me who's ass you ate Aw, God Geez, please, di-sease I'm like fuck the world but if I cut ya girl She might catch somethin cause I'm raw dawg Guillotine swag and I chop chop Off with their heads, they drop drop No handcuffs I cop cop *woop* Stop Hot track, mm, got that Flow so loco Oh no bro fo me money D-Money's 44 go Romo No-Go Pop that drop that no homo Attem askin Adam Como llegar mo promo Chad Franklin, the logo so dope And that's Ballin Do it Benito, you niggas all Stalin Bet I dictate a bit wait, git straight Fore I displace my foot without fallin (Get emmmm) Aw, Swag on guillotine Pockets on swole & you niggas need creatine She won't even pikachu, she a Nidoqueen so she Nidoking... *chuckle* Chad. Franklin