| It’s Swoo Gang, baby |
| Yeah, yeah, let’s go |
| Samy chasing racks |
| Yeah |
| I poured a four in a liter |
| I pop me a Perky, it change my demeanor (Okay) |
| Carryin' these balls, dentin' her walls |
| Hittin' that pussy like Jeter (Okay) |
| So many vibes in this bitch like a DJ |
| Guarantee all of 'em eaters |
| Lil Swag, you know you a player |
| Goddamn lil' baby, you know I’m a cheater |
| Baby say she making music, baby tryna fuck Lil Swag for a feature |
| Used to pull up in a Buick, now a nigga pull up with a new freezer |
| I’m on a new wave, high-top, baby, no, I can’t see it |
| I’m so high today, if you call my phone, I ain’t see it |
| Sick, I need a vest |
| All of the racks belong to me, uh, hand me my racks, please |
| I don’t know why she keeping lying today, I got a loaded stick |
| Somebody really gon' die today, hope they don’t ask me |
| Run the money up like an athlete |
| Fucked her, made her run a track meet |
| She lick it up like icing |
| Made a movie just like Spike Lee |
| Yeah, commas, yeah, commas, yeah, commas |
| I got, uh, yeah, commas, commas, uh, commas |
| I got, uh, yeah, commas, commas, uh, commas |
| I got, uh, yeah, commas, commas, uh, commas |