Shout my cousin, shout my brother
Shout my side hoe, shout my lover, shout my crusher
Shout my grandma, shout my mother
Shout my father, shout my bronco shout my buster
Shout my winter, shout my summer
Shout my haters, shout my judgers
Shout my fans dawg, and all others in my life for real
They all a part of me baby,
I think I got my swagger back, don’t start with me baby,
I done seen enough bullshit in my life it don’t bother me baby,
I been outside so much my houseplants all screaming water me baby
Sorry, that’s how I’m moving lately
Kangol black and Polo bear blue nah really I’m bruising lately
She got endless choices for real but nah she ain’t choosing lately
I know its win some lose some nah I ain’t cool with losing lately
So I ain’t been losing lately,
Cause I
I think I got my swagger back
I think I got my swagger back
I think I got my swagger back
My swagger back, my swagger back my swag
Yea Yea, baby
But fuck it they ain’t me, I walk with some Christians like saints be
Hang where they can’t be, yea we in the cut like some saline
See why they hate me, man fuck it I see why they hate me
Hate hate hate me
Shout out both my lovers, shout out all my brothers
All those suckers, that said I wouldn’t go and run up
Shut the the fuck up
I’m like what, I’m smooth like cocoa butter
Load the truck up, Spitta might just run the summer
Cause I
I think I got my swagger back
I think I got my swagger back
I think I got my swagger back
My swagger back, my swagger back my swag