Bite My Style

Ya you know it's D (Locz) Posted on the scene Obey shirt, with my empire jeans Got your girl on my wood every time she see me She like D-Locz (Wz up) can you ride me? Got that kick push swag, haters stay mad Nigga don't trip you don't want to see what's in the bag Pocket full of spliphs, lung full of smoke On my finally level, I hope I don't chock 'Bout to end the game, here hold the rope End your life with it, 'cause for you there no hope Trying to fight me, gon' take the L Ask your girlfriend, yeah she know me very well They liking my swag, yo they liking my style They liking my fresh, yo the girls be like woooow Every time I see my haters, they be talking down But once they go home, they be bitin' my style Bite my Style, Bite my Style, Bite my Style, Bite my Style Bite my Style, Bite my Style, Bite my Style, Bite my Style Mike and Nikes on, can't stunt like me Hate the word swag, 'cause you ain't got no swag see ABG up in this bitch, I'm juicing on your chick I didn't have to say nothing, my swag got at your bitch Time to come over here, let me get at her real quick Hit 'er with my Dougie, then I past her to the bro oh shit Any body getzit, best believe she done got it Snack back or my fitted cap, along as it matches my watch(What else) Matching with my sock, pants sag and I don't give a f*ck Smoking like a Indian, yea nigga I'm chiefin' up Geeking off these pills, feeling really chill Cooling like a pimp, yeah my swag is so ill They liking my swag, yo they liking my style They liking my fresh, yo the girls be like woooow Every time I see my haters, they be talking down But once they go home, they be bitin' my style Bite my Style, Bite my Style, Bite my Style, Bite my Style Bite my Style, Bite my Style, Bite my Style, Bite my Style