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So we can shoot this shit out
Like the movies on western
Tell my kids I died a
Gangster, long live Dexter, vL Deck
(YoungBoy) i’m running with some

I'm-I'm-I'm connected everywhere (that's the homie)

Everywhere I go all of the people know my name
It's ya big homie Snoopy, just tell 'em you with me
I

em like a Soulja
Keep on floating By
I'm the chosen child
Thas I'm asking why
So I can take your pain
And turn it into mine

Man I don't mind
I got

You already know what it is, man I'm heatin' up
You can tell by the hat I'm ready for crowns
All hands on the deck in the water you'll drown
If ya

Bad Boys

Ghetts

Gang Signs & Prayer

2017

up, tell a man hold up
Looking like something out of Bad Boys 2
Bad boy Gs in a bad boy shoot (shoot)
You are not a bad boy, move
Shut down shows

with me
Really I just see food I can make you crawl dead
You swimming in the money boy that make me a shark then
Catch 'em, kill 'em, feed 'em to the hog

Soulja Boy Tell'em with a brand new mac eleven

N***a try me man I'm rockin' gucci sweaters

Louis on my head BLVD is getting money

N***az hatin' on me

Jody Breeze, (Breeze) Boyz n da hood everybody know me.

[Verse 2:]
Yeah I'm Gorilla Zoe, mr missed to stack the door
right der by the corner store,

blessings
Know I'm finna kick shit, boy watch
We talkin big clips, no opps
Hizzy so wicked, flow boss, huh
Boy it's getting hot hot right now
Leave em to rot

keep flowing in 
Like a river nile money keep flowing in
Stop it catch it gotta come reel it in
Niggas be fakin tell em be real again 
Im in the streets

Nuketown

Ski Mask the Slump God

Stokeley

2018

Tell 'em this ain't that, and that ain't this
With a flick of my wrist, uh, huh, yuh (uhh)

Cutthroat, cutthroat, cutthroat (uh, bitch, bitch)
They

Sweet taters, Mema's pie
Good 'ol boys, whiskey rye
Cold slaw, Southern drawl
Haters talk cause they know we ball
Shrug em' off and watch em' fall
This

Too many whips at the crib, ran out of parking spaces (damn)
And I only like blue cash, I'm money racist (Franks)
I call my G-Wagen Soulja Boy, watch

So Brooklyn

Casanova

So Brooklyn

2019

Royce
Like every day is Christmas, I got the coldest toys (coldest)
Told my boys, ten toes, hold ya poise
For the biggest comeback, word to Soulja Boy

friend tell you you right I
Bet I get her real easy
Like bitch, you know who im is
Now what it is mac maine holla at em

Ratatat tat tat tat on you dog

relation to chef tho, but still trend
My young'un tell em it's them
Wu-Tang is for the children
They bugging, tell em' again
Wu-Tang is for the children

Soulja Boy
Pulling up in my new toy
Shoot my shot, Brandon Roy
AND I
Cannot slow down my grind
I'm one of a kind
Tell me what's on your mind
This, is,

Really I just see food I can make ya crawl dead
Ya swimmin' in the money boy that make me a shark then
Catch 'em kill 'em feed 'em to the hog heads
I'm

the weather
Dipped
Switched to measures
Where we outta be closer
Where the wind is oppressive
Penned by Sista Soulja
Use our feelings as leverage
A blessing

Mally Mall!

We gettin' bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?
We

fiend ain't fiend if you see em' look funny
you better tell ya team you don't need that money
that shit smell funny
you ain't gettin' shit from me
I

Mandy’s 

We stay with them bob da builders 

Tell them boys they better not panic 

Every time I ball without em 

I Remember when they left me stranded

shades too silly cause they made by Cavalli
Jays so excited, you can't find 'em lil' buddy
I'm not Nick Cannon, but I'm "Wild'n Out" clubbin'
Watchin'

paper route stack cheese!

[Verse 1: E-40]
Drinkin aftershock! on the soil smokin a beedi
Fillin my wheaties in the trenches, lookin out for em