This is a song about "Swiggity swag"

You was up thirty, now your down fifty

You be rocken swag like shitty

My swag is to the roof

High as shit, i’m in a booth

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

I got some swag bitch, let me swag all over ya

Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

But his swag so dope he fuck them bitches from behind

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind