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