Yea Yea

Aye

These bitch ass niggas callin my phone

Nigga I'm getting money nigga

Yea, that's right

Rich Gang, money & swag

That's right, that's right

That's right

That's right, that's right

Uh uh uh uh

Soulja Soulja Soulja

Pussy ass nigga, want beef with SB?

Pull up to yo block, 30 clips, RIP (Drip)

Rich Gang Soulja Boy, dance, I be high

Middle finger to the sky, I could never tell a lie

Oh God, wake up in the morning and I'm high from the last day

Ridin through my hood, kush blunts in the ashtray

Soulja Boy tell em boy

Getting paged all the time

I get paid just to rhyme

I got money on my mind

When I close my eyes all I see is $ signs

I'm a rich ass nigga but I'm gon get mine

If a nigga diss me then I'm gon diss him back

If a nigga shoot at me I'm a kill that bitch

I be flexin so hard I'm a kill this shit

Soulja got the juice, you can't feel this shit

Real ass nigga got Gucci on my face

I would never give a fuck cause I stay catch a case

Ridin through the hood, I feel like I'm on probation

SBZ, I should go play for the Lakers

Word around town, Soulja Boy don't drink no chasers

Bitch I drink it straight, all about my cake

Nigga real as hell cause these other niggas fake (let's go)

Disrespect Dre – I'll put yo body in the lake

Ridin through the hood and I'm sittin on 28's (Soulja)

Cake cake cake, I want that cake cake cake (yea yea)

Word around town Soulja Boy keep a 30

Flexin through the hood, ridin on Kobe Bryant's jersey (yea yea)

Ya'll nigga don't want no beef (yea yea)

Ya'll nigga don't want no beef (hah)

Soulja Boy tell em, nigga keep a 30

I be ridin through the hood on Kobe Bryant's jersey (yea yea)

Ya'll nigga don't want no beef (yea yea)

Ya'll nigga don't want no beef (hah)

Boy I swear to God I got a AK-47 (drip)

Shoot you in yo face, send yo fuckin soul to heaven (drip)

Flexin through the hood, whip out 30 mack11's

Call my pyrule niggas, on bloods we gon get em

Flexin through my hood and you know I got the recipe

Soulja Boy tell em, bitch my earrings cost a quarter key

SBZ, I'm in the kicthen, I ain't cookin bricks

Water whip the Bentley and my shit sittin on 26

Ice kill, codeine, lean, I'm flexin, you see me nigga

Break the bake with 50K, Soulja Boy I make a movie

Goddamn, why you pull up with mo clips in that uzzi

Nigga try to sue me cause I'm flexin nigga gloomy

I just get so much money, nigga think they talk to Dre

I be flexin so many niggas, every day I get cake

I got a million dollars nigga, I'll put it in yo face

Swear to God on my soul, I know these pussy niggas fake (let's go)

Word around town Soulja Boy keep a 30

Ridin through the hood, on Kobe Bryant's Jersey (yea yea)

Ya'll nigga don't want no beef (yea yea)

Ya'll nigga don't want no beef (yea)

Soulja Boy tell em, nigga keep a 30

Ridin through the hood on Kobe Bryant's Jersey (yea yea)

Ya'll nigga don't want no beef (yea yea)

Ya'll nigga don't want no beef