Swag Flu

By KILLY

Released on May 17, 2019

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She wanna daddy I adopt her 

Bloor street frequent shopper 

Wanna roll wit the high rollers

Want a young boss shot caller 

Fendi eyes on me monster 

Pussy’s they fake imposters 

They just do what they can 

We just do what we wanna 

100 problems still can’t solve em 

Live the life pay the price of drama

If you not moving right then you get left 

Walk in they face is full of resent 

Talking to me wit hate in your heart 

But never could express disrespect 

Weatherman wit’ me don’t get drenched 

Margielaman she wanna reach in these pants  

Taliban jus blew out the bank 

They should never gave me a chance 

So much trouble being regular, 

Money the motive I made it my schedule, 

Guala the skrilla it coming etcetera, 

Skrt off like how they ahead of us 

First off , nobody compare to us 

2nd of all , please dont make me feel terrible 

Flex up on you till it way past repairable 

Writing your ending is not in my narrative 

If KILLY lieutenant, then god is the general 

I’m not no sinner but she wan my genital it’s all jus opinion , could never get rid of em 

Yea we just met she go 3 rounds the minimum

Smoking on something it hit me like sedative 

Sippin on somethin same colour as venom 

Right or wrong ima still ride wit em 

I ain’t no killer but for them I kill em

Haven’t came face to face with fear in a minute 

You could see me as hero or the villain

I ain’t scared to say that I ain’t feel em 

Straight to the point not talking in riddles

I took some distance to balance my spirit

Hourglass shape 

She got lip fillers 

How you all fake?

And you claim you the realist 

For what I overcame 

Need a hundred medals 

House with the gates and a fountain in the middle 

Off this earth, diamond lookin like mercury 

Some shit still never occurred to me  

Dat bitch got took like a burglary

Off a yerk might fuck if she heard a me 

Swag flu, my closet infirmary 

The hardest decisions to make is in front of me

Dior runners or Louis V wallabies  

Livin lavish livin Luxury 

Demons they still haunting me 

Voice in my head is nun to me

Do it all again ain’t nun to me 

Turn up the spot like trampoline 

She gave me top like Maybeline 

Charged up just like a battery 

All of my teachers doubted me 

Thought I’d amount to nothing 

Now I’m blowin thru they salary 

Now I’m blowin thru they salary 

Is it all there yea it better 

If I want then I got that’s how it be 

She wanna daddy I adopt her 

Bloor street frequent shopper 

Wanna roll wit the high rollers

Want a young boss shot caller 

Fendi eyes on me monster 

Pussy’s they fake imposters 

They just do what they can 

We just do what we wanna 

100 problems still can’t solve em 

Live the life pay the price of drama

Off this earth, diamond lookin like mercury 

Some shit it never occur to me 

Off this earth, diamond lookin like mercury 

Some shit stk never occurred to me  

Dat bitch got took like a burglar

Off a yerk might fuck if she heard a me 

Swag flu, my closet infirmary 

The hardest decisions to make is in front of me

Dior runners or Louis V wallabies