y 'all know I stay on that swag shit
Fly as Tom Paris in the cockpit,
Sir Swag, now I'm your sir
Sir Swag, now I'm your sir
the lieutenant of that fly shit
beam her up like a spaceship
In the streets, I be a trooper
Hunt your back, no nor the dame
I want the riches, fuck the fame
Listen, could teach you game
Swag champ, nigga, fuck that,
Nas X, be my brother, man
couldn't even be your man
And girls react like novocaine
Cause they not feeling humane
Just ask some bros to swear to
And so I lie, epitome of fly
Northside nigga till the day I die
Red rag hanging on the right side
So when you greet a nigga
And my reply is nothing slime
Tell your bitch to meet me in my cockpit
Tell your bitch to meet me in my cockpit
Tell your bitch to meet me in my cockpit
Tell your bitch to meet me in my cockpit
Verse 2, same shenanigans
If I'm telling the truth,
they do the Cam 'ron Dougie
Yeah I'm on some futuristic, gangstafied,
Other diplomats with Michael Jackson
Let me tell you what I'm about,
truth, the only thing comin' out my mouth
Ain't a damn thing you can say
but you still couldn't fade me
How the hell is that my baby?
Tell your bitch to meet me in my cockpit
I'm fly as shit, I'm fly as shit
Tell your bitch to meet me in my cockpit
Walk, I'm out of space, I'm out of space
I'm fly as shit, I'm fly as shit
Tell your bitch to meet me in my cockpit
I'm fly as shit, I'm fly as shit
Tell your bitch to meet me in my