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Soulja Boy

(Spitfire)
Yeah, ayy, ayy, shh, Draco
Soulja
Know what the fuck goin' on

Uh, fifty-some shots, this shit not a thing
Ayy, walk up in this bitch and I make it rain
Huh, then I bought the house, then I bought a chain
Shh, huh, hundred-some shots out the AR-15
Shh, huh, kick-door gang, we take everything
Huh, fifty shots, don't play with that gang
Yeah, hood fame, get money, Lil Ronnie know we gettin' money
VVS two-tone Cuban link cost a whole hundred
West side, Zone 1, bricks, chopsticks, and Uzis
Shh, huh, in my trap house, smokin' stupid fruity

Ain't no walkin' in my trap
unless you coppin', pussy (At all)
This ain't no reggie pack
you tryna snatch, you get this batch
you caught a skoozie (Literally)
Huh, flunked all of my classes
you know my pockets stupid (Dummy)
You find a fifty in my stack, I'm coochie
Bitch, and my soda black as Boosie
Cash?d out, bought a batch of cruises (Batch of cruises)
Could've w?nt and bought a chain (Bought a chain)
Bought Percocets for a piece of change
Don't keep it plain, we keep the cleanest drank

Damn, lil' bro slidin' in a minivan
Shh, how the fuck he sellin' bricks on his Instagram?
Damn, walk him down, look him in his face
Backend gang, for the club, it's a hundred K

Hmm, uh, hop up out the Wraith and turn it to a chase (Go)
He'll Ricky 'fore he hit the gate
we will not let an opp get away (At all)
Ain't no goin' to get no chicken, we blessed any day (Nigga)
Slide Hellcats, ARPs shootin' up in his face