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Dyllie, okay [Chorus] You think it's all about the swag (over
Here) You think it's all about the bag (over here) Really we just
Spit the facts (over here) Really you just wouldn't last (over here)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey, hey New Kid Yeah [Verse 1] New kid on the block a
Smith & Wesson in my locks (locks) Head is just a weapon and I look
Like static shock One time for the threads I got the blessing from my
Pop (once) Two times for the paper like a second Michael Scott
Serpent said the name was Lucy and she's recruiting I'ma get the holy
Lose leaf and get to shooting Say you know a better roster,
Please introduce me Indie Tribe the biggest movement since freeing
Boosie I came from the clay just like I'm Cassius' son I'ma be the
Greatest like I'm Ash Ketchum Yeah, got some living water,
I could pass you some And the way that I be spraying gonna have you
Harlem shaking like Shake it, shake it, shake it,
I'ma shake it off Like Taylor I'm a Saiyan,
I'm a spirit bomb I'm a slayer,
I'm a slayer like I play guitar Just a player with the head that's
Like a cinder block [Break] Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
Hey Turn me up, turn me up Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
Hey Let me cut them off [Chorus] You think it's all about the swag
(Over here) You think it's all about the bag (over here) Really we
Just spit the facts (over here) Really you just wouldn't last (over
Here) [Verse 2] Yeah Look New kid on the block a Smith & Wesson in my
Locks Head is just a weapon and I look like static shock One time for
The threads I got the blessing from my pop (once) Two times for the
Paper like a second Michael Scott Fresh off tour, I got the juice,
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Bless my Lord,
I got the loot Kiss my boo then hit the booth, (yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah) Got the force like I was Luke Not a fool, spit the truth,
Out my tooth, yeah Take you to really new altitudes,
Yeah And my crew got the cool interludes,
Yeah uh Made it through out the tomb if I lose,
Yeah uh I hit Marty on the celly,
Call me Padawan Most you rappers don't believe what you got tatted on
You say the kids are all gimmicks and we don't get it But you just
Readin' the script and we really live it Metaphysics – way I write
It, they gon' quote it like the POTUS penned it Keep my focus on my
Soul, not on your own opinion Got the Tribe all on our skin and on my
Golden pendant So you know the difference Yeah [Break] Hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
Hey [Chorus] You think it's all about the swag (over here) You think
It's all about the bag (over here) Really we just spit the
Facts (over here) Really you just wouldn't last (over here)