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to the goal Lots sayin' if you go, you gon' fold Like, tell me what is wrong with me I ain't movin' on, I'm movin' somberly The boy ain't gettin' sovereignty
Thinkin' that gurl right thurr goin' get wit cha boy, shittin' me Tipin' house you buying her drinks she gon tell you, shittin' me Tellin' me you got dem
the fact I'm a talent like Soulja-boy is first in everything on the socials, my shit is global "Smokey is bad" I got rap on my shoulders, time passes by
the scale on I hang by myself who the fuck I'mma tell on? Get the trap right by the marathon Mixed bitch, I hit that pussy like Barry Bonds Mix
FOE by any means It was Me, Spikes3, DreDaDon, and my boy KingT Everyday we chased the lettuce and got to the green I ain't gone lie all of that money
my homes Cop a couple drop tops we ain't stoppin' we gone Eat shrimp and lobster with the boss on the phone Watch out for nigga go by me a drone I tell
the greatest Call up Soulja Boy tell 'em that we made it
you fu you is who you wasn't I'm on fire like I hopped out the oven I'm so high yea I'm baked That boy dry point him to the lake I get that loud in by
Kobeazy And that's with a K by the way Haha Yup Ya fought its sad Cuz ya missed And now you after me cuz ya pissed My drip never on E and I'm lit I
boys that's OverEast They might tell on me You a shooter and a rat Why you tryna put that cell on me? Fuckin' with that voodoo Told my auntie put that
Dont worry bout who don't We gone let em all Know what's good. Learn how to sniff em out Break em down Put em in a wood Money motivate me I made
run it myself like a quarterback option I pitch her ten bands and tell that hoe to go shoppin', and she buy herself some clothes (huh, huh) And she
The random axe savages that's pompous We body a rock star in broad daylight Tell 'em rock-a-by baby, till they all get the concept Chip off the old block,
Bought my hoe some crawfish she gave me all ha turkey neck Gobblin my dick she deep throat like a beer bottle neck Ain’t even gag on it I had ta tell ha
name on the map Hop out, cash on the kid, 800 on the dash for the bid, tell them boys don't pop out Last on the grid, get the bag, don't ask where it's
just say that I'm an angelic rebel Might just crank dat and you'll shit soulja boy tell em I know I work for a blessing but it be in disguise Standing
stepped on her heart, I broke it piece by piece Crank a bitch like I'm Soulja, no ring like she Schroeder I'm really 1SiX bitch, I thought that I told you
I'm not Rick I don't give a fuck what Soulja Boy said about Kanye's shit You just mad 'cause your verse wasn't that hot I'm just really goin' off
By the label that made your ass lay it down on floors Draper boys rolling deep, a necessary explanations obsolete 'Cause we don't bullshit, come
control She tell her friends, they want in, who am I to tell em no Fatha Ferg fuck what you heard, I'm that boy if you ain't already kno I'm doin 69, with
talk boy I do not give 2 shits Keep 100, tell you what the truth is I don't fuck with these niggas let alone they music Y'all fallin' off, but I'm up
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em bK Yeah ha, ha, ha Bitch Brap, brap, brap, brap Brap, brap, them choppas Shawty on tip because she is a bopper She fucked
Its the hot damn they so rad boys Pull off hit the gas boy. Too quick 120 on the dashboard Slide by doin 125 Kody Red-faced Rollie make me dead bitch
freezin', nigga, I'm so icy, just look at my neck (ice, ice) I know this lil' bitch went to college I can tell just by her head (nigga, uh) Man, why these
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