Son of Sam

(Drumma Boy) Swaggaer, Swaggaer, Swaggaer, Swaggaer Heyyy Swaggaer, Swaggaer, Swaggaer, Swaggaer (FreeSwaggaer For The Streets) Swaggaer, Swaggaer, Swaggaer, Swaggaer FreeSwagg On Deck, Undadigg (Listen To This Track Bitch) (Swaggaer Music) I Don’t Pull Scams Bitch I Move Grams While You Do It For The Gram, We Do It For The Fam If You Ain’t Got No Swaggaer, You A Fucking Ham (You Are) I Be Killing This Shit, Call Me Son Of Sam, Yeah I Don’t Pull Scams Bitch I Move Grams (Get It In) While You Do It For The Gram, We Do It For The Fam (Yeah) If You Ain’t Got No Swaggaer, You A Fucking Ham (You Are) I Be Killing This Shit, Call Me Son Of Sam Stupid Rap Money Like Thurman Merman (Stupid) Every Sunday I Gots To Hear That Sermon (It’s A Must) 1st Young Nigga w/ A Credit Line At Macy’s (Check The Book) Mauri Shoe Rocker I Ain’t Never Rocked The Stacys (Naw) I Swagg’d Out The Swamp (Swaggaer), Slow Like Forest Gump These Niggas Worried Bout Trump (What), I’m Somewhere Tryna Pump Like A Bum At The G-Station w/ His Handout (HaHa) I Stand Out (HaHa) You Ain’t Never Seen Swagg In Real Life & Ya Probably Never Will (Naw) I Kill Bill w/ Skill, Player Coach Like Phil (Jackson) At The Eight Mile Grill, Yeah We Call It Sconisland (Ocho) Chicken Pita Salad, Pick Up For Your Highness (Swaggaer) I Don’t Pull Scams Bitch I Move Grams While You Do It For The Gram, We Do It For The Fam If You Ain’t Got No Swaggaer, You A Fucking Ham (You Are) I Be Killing This Shit, Call Me Son Of Sam, Yeah (Heyyy) I Don’t Pull Scams Bitch I Move Grams (Get It In) While You Do It For The Gram, We Do It For The Fam If You Ain’t Got No Swaggaer, You A Fucking Ham (You Are) I Be Killing This Shit, Call Me Son Of Sam Alfani Thermals, We Use Those For Swagg Clothes Frontline Shift, That Mean That We Bag Hoes Too Fresh & Blessed To Be Stressed & Depressed If It Ain’t Some Sex, I’m In The Room Counting Checks In The Hood Like USPS Making Rounds These Bitches Smell Money Like Some Damn Blood Hounds Don’t Care About Your Man, Tell Him To Boss Down He Doesn’t Own A Car Yet He Claims To Run The Town (Heyyy) Give No Fucks Yeah, We Don’t Give No Fucks Yeah (We Don’t) Give No Fucks Yeah, We Don’t Give No Fucks Yeah (We Don’t) Cause It’s Our Year (Our Year), All Year (All Year) Cause It’s Our Year (Our Year), All Year (All Year) I Don’t Pull Scams Bitch I Move Grams While You Do It For The Gram, We Do It For The Fam If You Ain’t Got No Swaggaer, You A Fucking Ham (You Are) I Be Killing This Shit, Call Me Son Of Sam, Yeah I Don’t Pull Scams Bitch I Move Grams (Get It In) While You Do It For The Gram, We Do It For The Fam If You Ain’t Got No Swaggaer, You A Fucking Ham (You Are) I Be Killing This Shit, Call Me Son Of Sam, Yeah We Taking Over Niggas Don’t Like It, F*ck ‘Em But Even w/ The So Called Drug Dealers That Are Out Here Now They’re Doing Stupid Things That Uh Never Was Put Up w/ Back Then Cause They Ain’t Got No One Basically Running Round Here Taking ‘Em Out Now They Running Round Shooting Each Other For A Couple Bucks Over Stupid Things, Like We Did Over Stupid Things Cause We Wanted More Power & This & That These Fools Shooting Each Other Because This Guy Is Standing On A Corner That I Wanted Well This Guy Talking Bout What He Gon’ Do To Me Or Smack Me Uh, You Killed Him For What Purpose, Because He Said Something How Much Money You Getting For It, You Ain’t Getting No Money And Guess What, You Doing It In Front Of Witnesses, So You Going To Prison Prison Ain’t Nothing To Play Or Joke About I Been In & Out Of Prison All My Life Boys Home & So Forth