Bay to the A Soulja Boy (Ft. Lil B)
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[Intro: Lil B]
Hey Soulja, I see you
It's your boy Lil B, you know we been in it
Fuckin' with it
Shout out SOD, you dig
[Verse 1: Lil B]
Coronavirus, stopped doing shows
Got packs, now I'm on the road
Fifty bricks, now we on the [?]
Too many options, I don't know which way to go
Iced out, nigga lookin' like snow
Fifty bitches, nigga that's all I know
Foreign car, push a button, it goes
Couple bricks, nigga that's for a show
Trap forever, nigga that's all I do
Fifty bricks and they came out the roof
BBM nigga, how about you
Soulja my brother, we come at your crew
I ain't seen nothing and I don't know you
Thank you Based God, we do what we do
Fifty bricks, stuck up 'em out of the roof
Feeling like Soulja, I got the juice
Fuck it, [?] with the lean
Sell a bird, missing town with the green
No deals, selling two for the three
At West End Mall with the cookies and cream
Fucked another bitch, I don't really need her
Money in the wall, I don't use VISA
Stepping on a brick, remix a feature
At Lenox Mall serving them tweekers
Shout out Berkley, nigga shout out the Bay
Shout out Mississippi and the A
Remixing junk and selling them K's
Bad bitches nigga, all where I stay
I'm a mack just like Mack Maine
The block is hot, nigga like Lil Wayne
I'm a G but I stay with a K
Down south to the Bay
Hey Soulja, I see you
It's your boy Lil B, you know we been in it
Fuckin' with it
Shout out SOD, you dig
[Verse 1: Lil B]
Coronavirus, stopped doing shows
Got packs, now I'm on the road
Fifty bricks, now we on the [?]
Too many options, I don't know which way to go
Iced out, nigga lookin' like snow
Fifty bitches, nigga that's all I know
Foreign car, push a button, it goes
Couple bricks, nigga that's for a show
Trap forever, nigga that's all I do
Fifty bricks and they came out the roof
BBM nigga, how about you
Soulja my brother, we come at your crew
I ain't seen nothing and I don't know you
Thank you Based God, we do what we do
Fifty bricks, stuck up 'em out of the roof
Feeling like Soulja, I got the juice
Fuck it, [?] with the lean
Sell a bird, missing town with the green
No deals, selling two for the three
At West End Mall with the cookies and cream
Fucked another bitch, I don't really need her
Money in the wall, I don't use VISA
Stepping on a brick, remix a feature
At Lenox Mall serving them tweekers
Shout out Berkley, nigga shout out the Bay
Shout out Mississippi and the A
Remixing junk and selling them K's
Bad bitches nigga, all where I stay
I'm a mack just like Mack Maine
The block is hot, nigga like Lil Wayne
I'm a G but I stay with a K
Down south to the Bay
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