Triple chain gang Oh my god Triple chain gang Oh my god Triple chain gang Oh my god Goddamn Goddamn man I got my swag from japan now Jean claude van damme Up in that nigger Die hard Trans-am Really nigger Money like a trans-am I ain’t tripping Flow god giving Ground shifting I think that I’m that nigger An you think that you that nigger Do you look off in the mirror? And you just looking so slizzered Oh fuck them I don’t get so hard Fuck man Out of swaged all day Fuck them I can’t wait that ball fade I been getting active Like I’m parlaying Damn that nigger french He thinking From your upper some other shit Oh my god Just take a fucking guess I quarter here man Looking at witness I’m right window’s tinted Mind your fucking business Diving in the ocean Like I’m fucking that leper swimmer Nigger you no contender Do you not remember? One mill I stuck Just like the winter Twenty twelve I splashed up All my tvs plasma Ready for the action Many she’s a tragedy Address me as your majesty This shit right here’s a masterpiece I fuck off with young That’s bro, that’s family And we do this annually Told that k up omg Nigger know that it’s complete Nigger talk shit you capisci On the poster with the automatic Talk shit and I’ll let him have it Nigger know I’m bussing Disrespect pinked off And there’s going to be repercussions Soulja tell them in public I’m standing on the couch yes Go swag daddy If I change fire rings I made the hood happy Niggers mad at me It don’t make no sense Cause I came with the forty clip On my fucking hip And I still represent Bitch I’ll make you take a swim Yeah I’m al pacino Hang you fucking body Over that building Nigger I mean no Cut that fucking shush Nigger up in that slip I got that thing But I repeat Little dre, that be my name And my niggers blast for me Disrespecting black Jesus And that shit is blasphemy Got my nigger if Right shy gunning That bentley coop Word around town Paid off And niggers got the juice Young legend niggers young The ocean got we splashing many Man this shit is just like magic And my swag is all fantastic You niggers think it’s tragic But I’m balling and you know Got a million on the low And I would never sell my soul See sold out the cut signs All across the globe Pinked off and on their hoe Dumb old mario on that hoe Bass