White Boy Swag Songtext

That Cali dream out loud,
Not Obama, that's how they say,
So that kush kush gonna try.
Got my eyes real low, my face got a smile on
I'm on and I ain't coming down
I'm on quite low, and I'm feeling just fine,
Got this money upon my mind, it ain't no bitch worth my dime.
Imma call none, and I'm feeling just fine,
Got this money upon my mind, it ain't no bitch worth my dime.

I'm high as a pigeon, I barely got vision,
I turn up, it's real, this ain't no kidding.
Got drink in my cup, keep pouring me up,
‘cause this is my own fucking decision.
I'm high, I'm high, I swear to God I'm high.

I got my white boy swag on, only be swag on,
I'm so high, even higher than a dragon,
Oh, I'm up and I ain't coming down,
But you know what goes up must come down. So I roll up and I get high,
Oh why, oh why do I get high?
Long up and I get high,
Oh why, oh why do I get high?

Okay, super nigga swag, got white boy cash,
Bloody murder on a rapper, get them bitches all tags,
I roll up and blow gas, like Keysha makes for that ass,
He had a blunt and I had a blunt, then both blunts was passing.
I had a cup and she had a cup and after that was safe.
What came after that, I was on with that and she ask me what next
And I reply to her I like sex, she replies back like yes.
I knew after that, my nigger, that was my bitch.
Marry Jane, I'm caught up in this thing,
I'm stretching over light, bitches falling for my name.
Marry Jane, begging on my pain,
She sees it back with me and she blows it all away.

I got my white boy swag on, only be swag on,
I'm so high, even higher than a dragon,
Oh, I'm up and I ain't coming down,
But you know what goes up must come down.
So I roll up and I get high,
Oh why, oh why do I get high?
Long up and I get high,
Oh why, oh why do I get high?

So just roll up and get high
Oh why, oh why, oh why do I get high?
I'm too owned, I ain't coming down, no, no, no, no.
Running up past a drunk, lighting a blinded skull,
Play it in the air, girl, come on, let's roll.
Oh, oh, oh, let's roll, oh,
Let's roll, girl, let's roll, oh, oh.

I got my white boy swag on, only be swag on,
I'm so high, even higher than a dragon,
Oh, I'm up and I ain't coming down,
But you know what goes up must come down.
So I roll up and I get high,
Oh why, oh why do I get high?
Long up and I get high,
Oh why, oh why do I get high?