No Hook 3 Soulja Boy

[Intro]
Yuh (Gang, gang, huh)

[Verse]
Four demons in that Urus, me and gang ‘bout the blick
Have you ever seen a drive-by in a foreign whip? (Have you seen it)
Call Benny up, n*gga, put them baguettes in my wrist
Highway with them shooters, n*gga, we tote extended clips
And I shot my fuckin’ stick, that was way back in ‘06
N*ggas, pull up, get the pack off a private jet, shawty
Grr grr, bow bow, hit a n*gga with that .40
Hit a n*gga up and celebrate the very next morning
I’m just makin’ mills everyday, this shit ain’t never boring
Said ‘go and hit the road’ Young Drac’ platinum when I’m tourin’
Las Vegas, on roulette, I just think I made a fortune
And I was on tour, buss a private jet when I was recording
In ‘07 and ‘09, a hundred thousand [?]
2010 UFO, this my outer space flow
Big Draco, CEO, KEG, kick the door
Inside my traphouse, everything, it must go
I got bricks for the high, I got pounds for the low
Hundred thousand on the flow, Cartier, it rose-gold
Put that shit on in the trap, n*ggas know I got that Rolex