[Intro]
Broke ass nigga
Broke bitch
Listen up, I'll buy your ass little nigga
Bitch nigga in the building
[Verse 1]
That's a quarter pound right there and he ain't even know it
It's Soulja Boy, the rich kid, you even know ain't even know it
That nigga Soulja, that me, you ain't even know it
Go to jail for shit that I did, you ain't even know it
AK, nigga, on deck, bitch, I don't blow it
I'm riding 'round, foreign cars, you ain't even know it
I'm fucking like porno stars and you ain't even know it
My car autostart, you ain't even know it
Your boss ain't got no heart, you ain't even know it
I walked in and I blow it
100K on the floor
Soulja Boy up at front row
Boy, I got does sipping on Moet
These pussy niggas don't want it
I'm riding 'round with a warrant
I'm smoking on this Kush
And it came straight from California
Your plug, he just got robbed last week, he ain't even know it
Don't fit the bricks, he hit fifty licks in my spot
I'm riding 'round with that Glock
H.O.T. 'cause I'm hot
20 pistols, my spot
Middle finger to the opps
Middle finger to the cops
I got blocks
I got brick bombs and not
Soulja Boy keep a Glock, for them cops
I'm watching out 'cause shit hot
Riding past my spot
Got cameras all in the corner
I'm riding 'round with marijuana
These bitches fake, they know it
Riding around 'bout four
Pussy nigga talk down on SOD squad
Nigga, we gon' blow it
Chopper on the back seat, nigga, but you ain't even know it
Run up on Lil Dre, then I'ma motherfucking free throw it
Shoot!
Broke ass nigga
Broke bitch
Listen up, I'll buy your ass little nigga
Bitch nigga in the building
[Verse 1]
That's a quarter pound right there and he ain't even know it
It's Soulja Boy, the rich kid, you even know ain't even know it
That nigga Soulja, that me, you ain't even know it
Go to jail for shit that I did, you ain't even know it
AK, nigga, on deck, bitch, I don't blow it
I'm riding 'round, foreign cars, you ain't even know it
I'm fucking like porno stars and you ain't even know it
My car autostart, you ain't even know it
Your boss ain't got no heart, you ain't even know it
I walked in and I blow it
100K on the floor
Soulja Boy up at front row
Boy, I got does sipping on Moet
These pussy niggas don't want it
I'm riding 'round with a warrant
I'm smoking on this Kush
And it came straight from California
Your plug, he just got robbed last week, he ain't even know it
Don't fit the bricks, he hit fifty licks in my spot
I'm riding 'round with that Glock
H.O.T. 'cause I'm hot
20 pistols, my spot
Middle finger to the opps
Middle finger to the cops
I got blocks
I got brick bombs and not
Soulja Boy keep a Glock, for them cops
I'm watching out 'cause shit hot
Riding past my spot
Got cameras all in the corner
I'm riding 'round with marijuana
These bitches fake, they know it
Riding around 'bout four
Pussy nigga talk down on SOD squad
Nigga, we gon' blow it
Chopper on the back seat, nigga, but you ain't even know it
Run up on Lil Dre, then I'ma motherfucking free throw it
Shoot!
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