Copy & Paste Soulja Boy (Ft. T.I.)

[Intro: Soulja Boy]
Yeah (Yeah), yeah
Draco, Soulja
You know what the fuck goin' on
Look

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
I'm havin' bond money
Went it to shoot it for fun, done it
My choppa tote hundred round drums, don't it?
Don't reach for my chain, you a dummy, dummy
I was trappin' and shit with a hundred round drum
Gotta pull out and shoot, we do that fun
I'm on my third come-back, you ain't had one
I'm double 007, the golden gun
A young nigga trap out the Tesla
These niggas be faker than wrestling
I put that boy on a stretcher, ayy, ayy
Uh, I'm applying pressure, bitch
Big Draco and nigga, I'll stretch your electric (Boom)
Run up on the gang, nigga, you gon' get popped, uh
Only thing I killed was an opp, wasn't no Hip-Hop
Throw back down with the thirty
Puttin' more holes in that boy than a jersey
We takin' the jet and we go to New Jersey
Smokin' on dope, swag on early
Pull up and shoot, Kyrie Irving