Brag Swag

Yeah, yeah
It's your boy Elzhi
Finally here now
It's been a minute though
You know I'm sayin', I came up from nothin'
Doin' my thing so I got the right to brag swag
Makin' money off music I create

Yo, the day that Hell snowed is when El fold
Poetry well told, it's entertainin'
Keep niggas trainin' like the railroad
Stingman, what I bring in is dope as the kingpin
Slingin', OGs through me beneath the wingspan
Expert, due to less dirt, but still my TEC squirt
Bucked then it gets tucked in, just like a dress shirt
Been a beast in the winter fleece, I'm for your dinner feast
With the pen unleashed, the fears increase, with inner peace
Quick to leave, stick chicks of the thicker breed
Get fricasseed with trigger speed, you puffin' nigga weed
I buy hundred dollar bags, Cadillacs, Impalas, Jags
Yeah, I show you how to brag, while the hours drag
Spit quotes that's lit folks, bet it can split boats
Get votes off shit wrote, I'm the legit G.O.A.T. and no statistic
To bitch niggas, I'm chauvinistic
I toke a biscuit, carry arms like shoulder discus

Nigga you heard what I said
Makin' money for the music that a nigga create
Makin' money for the music that a nigga create
Nigga you heard what I said
Makin' money for the music that a nigga create
Makin' money for the music that a nigga create

Remain a fresh goon 'til my flesh prune
You'll need a vest soon to catch a chest wound
Now you rest, above the crest moon
And your block, get your door knocked in by my warlocks
Who wore Glocks and left you with stains too deep for Clorox
Run rap, and leave sun capped, levels is untapped
Done laps around a spun map, hoes get they bun slapped
Y'all panic from all static, that's what I call frantic
Lookin' shook as a small planet, becomin' volcanic
Off top, y'all soft pop, weak as a cough drop
I loft copped a stop in the mall, so I can cloth shop
Veteran, you better involve us all in the letterin'
If I don't get your girl wetter than, I must've met her twin
Create rhymes that are straight bombs and call 'em napalm
I date dimes and maybe a eight, if she got great palms
'Nough said, get at a rough dread, so I can puff red
I cuff bread, I'm paid and got maids that can fluff beds
I even snuff heads

Nigga you heard what I said
Makin' money for the music that a nigga create
Makin' money for the music that a nigga create
Nigga you heard what I said
Makin' money for the music that a nigga create
Makin' money for the music that a nigga create