soulja boy
let's be real
Jumpin' off the roof God damn wheres my parachute Pretty boy goons All we know is money & the loot 40 on my troop 80 drop top im on the loose Fuck the fbi & fuck all the army troops Fightin' for what bitch be your own man I be flying through the clouds With green like im peter pan I be so damn high Man you dont understand I just talk to god today I said give me another chance So im back in the hood & im trying to flip the bands I done put the devils cup & pour up the kickstand Now the hoes on my dick Cause the tat's on my hand & my hand the grip & whip Behind da 2012 van Mane I pull up in the truck & my goons duffed up Got the bricks & the kush In the loud pat what Mane you know whats goin' down When I pull up in the drop & every body on me Cuz da album just drop Mane da juice mixtape Got the hood on fire Im keep hittin' licks Till my young ass retire & im posted in the back of the koop Im on fire If ay nigga think he got me He's a got damn lie & im posted on wall Like a got damn fly Imma young pretty goon You can see it in my eye I done hit 20 lick & I cant tell ya why & I cant yell ya where Got goons in delaware Knock ya head off ya shoulder If you try to think im scared Mane im soulja boy tell 'em Bitch I tote the infrared Got the tat's on my neck Got the tat's on my chest Got the super saiyan swag Yes my goons off of nis Mane you hoes talkin' down But you really dont know Gotta couple vans Get your ass knocked off the globe Verse 2 Gucci better louie kick I cant even talk no shit Young soulja boy Im on the block Im lookin' like 50 bricks Walkin' like a walkin' lick Talkin' like a chicken coop Runnin' round my city & my goons are on the fuckin' loose 2012 yes salute Money sittin' in the booth Drop top phantom Converted to benteley coupe Skin the lambo truck For the brand new audi doe 100 milli dollars got me walkin' like Shawty low Walk in side the studio I promise Imma get it in 50 kick shawty Soulja boy im bout to bring em in Drop top lick I fliped into a benz doe S.l 56 sittin on 4 (?) Young lil dre I done swag for the summer Got the presidental lambo like Im no obama Im soulja boy tell 'em Imma swag till im dead If you didnt know I'll put some money on your head Got tat's on my chest But I wont tat my legs Got money on the purp Yeah you heard what I said If ya boys talkin' down I might pour da infer red Got my young boys with me & he doing like simon said If I tell him two words Then he gonna make a move Tell me whats a goon To a pretty young dude & I post on the block & all my goons shoot Young soulja boy tell 'em Shout out to my troops... Yeah they ridin' for the boy & we swag to the city Got 400 rappers & the city fuckin' with me Got my young boys trappin' On the west side of atlanta Got so many cars I think im tony montana Im connected to australia All the way to alabama Got the goons holdin' on me Gucci bandana I be walkin' in miami With the louie on my sandels Niggas hatein' on young god Cuz he hot like a candle Ak 47 Shootin' hit a hold un man tu Hit yo momma & yo daddy & they crying at your funeral Man we shootin' up the funeral Aint nobody even scared Got the young boys with me & they shootin' for your head Young soulja boy tell 'em I done tat my whole arm Got 40 on my wrist & I just rang da alarm Got damn im on fire Pull up in da benz & I shited on the world In the year 2010 Woo The most songs in the rap game nigga