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bound, left him up
Now lay him down
Pullin' up that platinum round
Light that boy, don't play around
Get found in the lost and found
Now there's teardrops

at that, look at that, Makin em Mad

*View! (Car drives by)*

Jacc Spade: View, let me tell you bro. Man these is gonna be the anthems for the summer bro.

Yeah
You know that
Soulja Livin Tru Nigga

It's rapper niggas tryna steal my song
I don't write em when I'm rappin, I don't need a phone
Got

Soulja Slim playin'
Niggas buckin' like Giannis
I came back on that bull shit
Jordan with the 4-5
Made his baby momma call 'em
Told that boy come outside

it

I can't leave 'em alone
I tried that good boy game
But the dope boy's turning me on
It's just that he know what I want
So bad, I love that, I can't

Soulja Livin' tru

I do Flint and D beats cause I know them boys
Hit ya street with the shh, it ain't no remorse
I'm on that Scarface shit, nigga

Holy Moly

Tinie Tempah

Holy Moly

2017

woke
Someone tell 'em that he's broke
Someone tell 'em that the boy done seen a mill at 24
In Australia for a show
You in Shoreditch doing coke
I

'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

me
They gone need a click of head bussas they want me
I'm going out like sossa nigga fuck Tony
Hit em wit the stick made em do the macaroni
I got five

Bet ya can't do it like dis, 

Bet ya can't do it like dis, 

 

My name tatted on my bitch, 

(Dat Gutter) 

 

New walls, 

Stick em in my jaws,

Soulja Boy tell em.
Uhh, bitch I look like Goku.
Bitch I look like Vegeta, im hoppin out that oldschool.
'64 Impala, swagged up.
Bitch I'm poppin

down the road
Right by the ocean
I got bitches (swag) on my toes (Dre)
(Pretty boy swag) Pretty boy swagging on
You fucking hoes (I do this)
This one for

fire)
Don't give me no bammer weed
You know why? (You know why?)
Tell 'em why (why?)

Nigga, 'cause I'm (Snoop)
I'm all of the above, I'm a freak

Let's Get Away

T.I.

Trap Muzik

2003

Relieve'em of they aggravation, take'em rollerskatin'
On them Dayton's, tell'em "Baby, stick with me, you goin' places"
Go replace'em, draw erase'em out my

Watch Dem Haters

Beelow

Ballaholic

2000

send ya home
All you nigga's got to die, stick a needle in my eye
Man, I ain't gone tell no lie, these playa haters they must die
How the fuck these

(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Dmac on the fuckin' track), brrtt
Nle, Top Shotta, nigga
Got the bombs like Al-Qaeda, for real
Slide on the boy, do

Now break his legs, arms, neck (yea).

[Chorus]

(Soulja boy tell em)
(S.O.D. money gang entertainment)
(I present to you the show stoppas)
(When

Yeen ain't hear of white bitch
Yeen ain't hear of kilo?
Yeen ain't hear that Soulja Boy
Get money on the d-low?
Ridin' through the city
Got 'em bricks

I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up

psychokinesis blood
Telepathic, tell yo' people uhh
Get yo' masters or you blast 'em up
Watch for snakes, they wanna switch it up
But it's a stick up (Stick up

One, two

Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga
Tell them boys where you came from, nigga
Tell 'em boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say,

an OG
Shit could get fucked up, shit been fucked up, had to get it by my lonely, lowkey yeah
Who's tough?
Sounding like you been talkin' too much
Put 'em

and this my year
Na this my mellineum i got em
Soulja Boy Tell Em' That the name on my colladids 
i sit back if a nigga disrespect 
then he diseased RIP
rest

threw up on my stick
Wipe myself off, put it back in her mouth
Ratchet

Aye, off top I’m a ratchet nigga
So you already know I’m
Getting ratchet with it