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I Own Swag Lyrics

Explain [Intro]
Yeah, like I said it's your boy Lil B
God's Father Mixtape
You already know how I do
Man I kill s***
R.I.P. the rap game up
m************ everything
Man we got riches and everything
I don't give a f***
f*** 'em!

[Verse]
b**** I own swag
I'mma star like I'm in SAG
I'm so fab like I'm in Sac
I tote that Tec and I hold that Mac
Run a few scratches up on that gun
I straight spit like I ain't got no tongue
b**** came asking me questions
"Where's my car?"
b**** which one?!
No Lil B then it ain't no fun
Everything cool 'til I bought that blunt
If you talking weed b**** I got that gun
Pour me a cup, b**** let's get drunk
I'm Karl Malone, I just dunk
I'm so high...
Oh but this weed got me high b****
It's straight from the hood, s***
Evil Based God
Drop my top
And I don't get robbed
Never say never
But I never been robbed
Try to jack me go get a day job
Like Mac Dre that's not my job
But that's my b****, ooh s***
She told me things I wouldn't even say
Went on a date and I f***** her face
'You know I'm more famous than you, than you
And I can do everything that you can't do, or try to'
Hasta la Vista
I'm looking for a Senorita
Mexican, Brazilian
Nicaraguan, that's what I meant
Two, bring two to the ranch and pass 'em
Put 'em all down I don't pass 'em I cuff 'em
Yes b**** I said I cuff 'em
f***** her in the a** that's where I nutted
Popped a v***** and I'm feeling like Mace
No h*** b**** I'm a take that case
Real talk bruh I'm a f*** her in the face
Met a pretty b****, here all day
Sitting on my a** making a mill all day
Call me Obama Based God, call me Obama Based God
...A-Rod!
I'm overseas like Jaysean
Call me Daddy Yankee
f****** bad b******
Yankee, Yankee Based God
You hating on me that's not my problem
We living in a world where people talk s***
Suckas kiss a**, and they hoes suck d***
I don't gotta problem with a ho sucking d***
But she better be clean when she suck my s***
n***** get mad cause I talk a little s***
I don't even care
a** so square
I'm a bad boy like Dilinjah
Wear f****** shoot like Chopider
More money, more Problems like Poppier
R.I.P my young n**** might pop a pill
Last year I almost made a mill
Run the rap game and ain't got no deal!
Based God!
[Outro]
It's Lil B
Aye that's what you should of done on this beat m***********!
(b****)
(You f*****)
God's Father Mixtape
(You f***** fattie)
(You b****)
I'm going all the way there!
I'm going all the way in!
Lil B rawest rapper alive
Like I said any rap m*********as got a problem, let's go!
(Based God!)
Pssh, this that real WorldStarHipHop s***
I think I'm famous
(Rawest rapper ever)
Based God, yeah
(Rawest rapper alive)
(God's Father mixtape)
Like I said, any m************ that got a problem man
(Based God!)
I'm taking over
I done already took over like 5, 10 times around
What rapper you know don't got a deal but run the rap game?
Unsigned but run this m***********
Like it's the m************ futbol
(Lalalalala, we thuggin!)
You feel me?
You feel me?
You feel me?
We thuggin!
B-town boy Westside up
Shouts out to the down South
Shouts out to the East Coast
Shouts out to Canada
Shouts out to Europe
Shouts out to Germany, Asia, Africa, Alaska
I love y'all for f****** with me
Based God
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
So don't ever ever speak on Lil B
You might get your a** ate through the back
No ho-
No pope, no pope, no pope
But for the ladies
That's some real s***
Huh ha...
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