My Life

[Intro]
(Bro, if Citlalli has no goat's, she can be my goat bruh)
(Shoutout to Citlalli)
(Burduro)

[Chorus - miles yoko]
Swagged out, put that shit on now
I got hella ho’s, but I don’t want right now, now
Yeah
Fuck up off the za’
Bitch, I do what I want with my life
Swag out, don’t need to try
Man, these ho’s love to lie
Like, hell yeah, hold up, ugh
Shoutout Rory
Go up, we gon’ tour, ugh
Yeah, I fuck wit’ gore, ah
We stackin’ guap, I want some more
I love my girl, don’t want no whore
We do that shit just like a chore

[Verse 1 - miles yoko]
Still swag on that ho
Fuck I’m even sayin’?
We get spicy like Cajun
And that boy love to say shit
We get groovy, just like I’m Ray J
And I got Margiela on
Do it on my own, fuck what they all, ugh
5D, you wanna stop me?
They don’t wanna see them steppas out
Shit too dry it’s just like a drought
This shit fishy, like a trout
Don’t pop no hunna
Don’t put no doubt up on me, on me
I went up like, how?
We stack it by the pound

[Chorus - miles yoko]
Swagged out, put that shit on now
I got hella ho’s, but I don’t want right now, now
Yeah
Fuck up off the za’
Bitch, I do what I want with my life
Swag out, don’t need to try
Man, these ho’s love to lie
Like, hell yeah, hold up, ugh
Shoutout Rory
Go up, we gon’ tour, ugh
Yeah, I fuck wit’ gore, ah
We stackin’ guap, I want some more
I love my girl, don’t want no whore
We do that shit just like a chore

[Verse 2 - ruai]
Bitch, it get bloody, you gon’ see some gore
Aye, and yo’ bitch wouldn’t trust, she a whore
Aye, she suckin’ dick for a four for four
Aye, bitch, I’ma pop out like a Port-A-Fort
Aye, I fuck her good, now that bitch want some more
Aye, wish I could go back and just shoot your stork
Huh, aye, Grrrrrah
I am not fuckin’ wit’ lames, not fuckin’ wit’ none of these dorks
Aye, bitch, guess who the fuck knockin’ at your door?
Aye, boy, you don’t know how to swag—so take my course
(Burduro)

[Chorus - miles yoko]
Swagged out, put that shit on now
I got hella ho’s, but I don’t want right now, now
Yeah
Fuck up off the za’
Bitch, I do what I want with my life
Swag out, don’t need to try
Man, these ho’s love to lie
Like, hell yeah, hold up, ugh
Shoutout Rory
Go up, we gon’ tour, ugh
Yeah, I fuck wit’ gore, ah
We stackin’ guap, I want some more
I love my girl, don’t want no whore
We do that shit just like a-