Lyrics:
hood
They gon’ be proud of me
We gon’ blow this shit like
We hit the lottery
I got some niggas itching for a body
Young nigga go get him, he already got
The fuck I be livin'
Backstab, short sword
Hit my line if you want more
Z my X, tell me, why's that?
Three my chest, that's the price tag
I got new guap
em
My eyes red in the studio this XO got me rockin'
In paradise like Coolio man gangsta shit been poppin'
But ya'll Soulja Boy frauds that bitches out
Soulja Boy
Pulling up in my new toy
Shoot my shot, Brandon Roy
AND I
Cannot slow down my grind
I'm one of a kind
Tell me what's on your mind
This, is,
How many times do I gotta prove
I'm one them guys that will never lose? (I'm one them guys)
Look in the sky and you see how we move
I done got
H-Town, smoking, sipping on some medicine
Ain't nobody better than the boss when I floss
It's Slim Thugga motherfucker, still breaking boys off
Got
na my song den dey play
Oya tell em tell em tell em that me Pepperhyno is the new dancehall king
Make you tell em tell em tell em I be the boy with
Light another blunt and wipe the blood out my eyes
Living fast and past young like we rushin to die
I lost some souljas to the trenches really
up
Niggas pockets be on leech better tell him catch up
Got that shit up in my dip nigga quit acting tuff
Kept that shit with up with my Soulja nigga
it's a 'I' in 'win' (Lord, win)
They got they eye on me, I got my eye on Him ('sup)
Some fam died, some friends died
I am feelin' rage
right on top of me
Pilf my way to the lottery
I'd say on God, no stopping me
Can't stop a G, cuz honestly
Dem lad try body me got bodied
Tell em, tell em
Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
Oww, Hannn
Bossed up in this bitch
Got my golds up in this bitch
Don't get tossed up in this bitch
I'm like
'em with me, yeah
And I ain't worried 'bout no creature
Know you tryna sneak, yeah
They can't sneak up on me
Way I be like CP3, yeah
I'm a Calliope
the only ones that Know so don't tell me watch my Mouth
Nighas dropped the addy a year ago
And i still go by the house I done Learned his route know errnody
bruh
The way I'm sitting cozy on the beat like its a sofa
I spit the facts real watch me tellem like I’m soulja boy
I hit the track with conviction
this thang,
Check my chain,
Club got crunk when they heard
That your boy came
I crank that Robocop
And make my shoulders drop
This snap(?) go by
swerving lane to lane this shit metropolis
Why you don't speak on shit? cus I be peeping shit
They gone remember me, my life you can’t remix
Tell'em cut up
the toy
He hopped out wylin'
Shooting crazy like Soulja Boy
Got him in the frame, snapped shots
Not a Polaroid
Thousand words I never said to the pigs
Keep
cappin', I'm model lappin' with chicks that’s athletes
My reach Jurassic, my shoes ain't matchin', they Easter baskets
I got some twins with me, Nina, Marta,
What's up, Boat?
Ayy, ayy
(ShittyBoyz)
Track two's got me euro-steppin' like I'm ball playin'
If it's smoke, we gon' send some shots and leave
sailing the foreign seas
State to state that ain't really a tour to me
I got whips like the master that over sees
Even Soulja ain't get this before me
You
And then my voice got raspy
'Cause I was smokin' on some Cali and my eyes was dazed
I was in the zone, coulda thrown up them tre's
And if you lost, Lil'
brothers without makin e'm mad
couldn't get along with nobody so I just ran with my Dad
he took me right there where the killas be
across court from
Tell em free my nigga out the slammer
Black and white whips
Designer on kicks
Got me feeling like a panda
Put a dot on his legs
Can't stand up
All
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