Niggalus Cage:
It's Niggalus Cage, I'm on that swag with the hashtags
Money signs 'til I die, yall rappers tryna act fast
I smash glass, just to replace my windows with tinteds
So the police ain't peepin the green or tryna pop off a witness
I risk shit, just 'cause it ain't mean nothin
You know the money come fast, so you ain't see me stuntin
You ain't seen a hot meal in a minute so you biscuit huntin
I'm in space havin fine dinin with some alien somethin
I'm a fan of green, whether it's weed or the paper
I got unlimited amounts of both the weed and the paper
I'm bout that dank ass kush, your girl's name's Australia, and I'm in the bush
I ain't an alligator, but I'm a mothafuckin fiend
Nigga fuck what the frog said 'cause it's easy bein green
Flat screens on every wall I'm watching MTV
If they still had music shows, it'd all be Niggalus C

We got that 8-bit swagger
The competition don't matter
See people talkin about us everytime you drop on a chatter
We got that 8-bit swagger

Joey Z:
The Whackness Patrol? More like the Swagness Patrol
I'm flashing my cash and laughing while you're sad in a hole
Then I fill it with gold, and I'm hella McDuck swimmin
Showin up at yo spot and snatching up all of your women
I'm criminal with my swag, attempts to stop me gon fail
'Cause I got so much cash I could post bail for the whole jail
I'm rockin the freshest threads while yo rags is all stale
Pickin up the model ladies while you just pickin up whales
Peep me on Tumblr or Twitter where every word is a winner
Whether it's talkin about my sins or what I'm havin for dinner
Or about how I'ma split her, 'cause I'm the swaggin dragon bitch
Breathing fire on piles of diamonds 'cause I don't see a point in havin it
Swag me the fuck out, you havin bad luck? ouch
I'm puttin to shame all these stupid silly faggots with doubts
Some little dudes wanna shout and tell me what I'm about?
Fuck that, I'll spell it out for you S W A G

Yea, I'm goin harder than the water temple
Compare me to anybody and my swag is on a higher level
Well, maybe not NC, but that's irrelevant
We got that teamwork swag, ego growin to the size of an elephant
So elegantly crass, intelligent with these raps
8bit swagger is on a milli and our knuckles is brass
We punchin lines all the time, too quick to stop on a dime
But you know the dimes are all stopping when Joey Z gets to voxin
Got toxins up in my vocals, you're gettin secondhand sick
Hear a couple of my verses and you're suddenly slick
Probably illuminati, some all-seeing eye shit
With your girl in the back of your caddy I'm like giggity gig
Quagmire, a dark force, Ganondorf Dragmire
When you download my albums you ain't findin no bad files
You a sad child, 15, when you see me you're mad riled
I'm all about the future and the present, but you can still say I had style