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fuck nigga (lil yachty diss) - soulja boy lyrics

[intro]
broke -ss n-gg-
broke b-tch
listen up, i’ll buy your -ss little n-gg-
b-tch n-gg- in the building

[verse 1]
that’s a quarter pound right there and he ain’t even know it
it’s soulja boy, the rich kid, you even know ain’t even know it
that n-gg- soulja, that me, you ain’t even know it
go to jail for sh-t i did, you ain’t even know it
ak, n-gg-, on deck, b-tch, i don’t blow it
i’m riding around, foreign cars, you ain’t even know it
i’m f-cking like p-rno stars and you ain’t even know it
my car autostart, you ain’t even know it
your boss ain’t got no heart, you ain’t even know it
i walked in and i blow it
100k on the floor
soulja boy up at front row
these p-ssy n-gg-s don’t want it
i’m riding around with a warrant
i’m smoking on this kush
and it came straight from california
your plug, he just got robbed and he ain’t even know it
don’t fit the bricks, he ain’t fit to licks in my spot
i’m riding around with that glock
h.o.t. cause i’m hot
20 pistols is my spot
middle finger to the opps
middle finger for the cops
i got blocks
i got brick bombs and not
soulja boy keep a glock, for them cops
i’m watching out cause sh-t hot
riding past my spot
got cameras all in the corner
i’m riding around with marijuana
these b-tches fake, they know it
riding around ’bout four
p-ssy n-gg- talking down on s, don’t be squad n-gg-
we gon’ blow it
chopper on the back seat, n-gg-, but you ain’t even know it
run up on lil dre, then i’m a motherf-cking free throw it
shoot!
[hook]
thousand island pack of lean and you ain’t even know it
every day is a movie scene, you ain’t even know it
this kush straight cali green, you ain’t even know it
i turnt up on the scene, you ain’t even know it
keep a fully loaded magazine, he ain’t even know it
ride around, stretch limousines, you ain’t even know it
overseas, up in j-pan, he ain’t even know it
i got bricks off the kickstand, you ain’t even know it

[verse 2]
i’m riding around with that beef and you ain’t even know it
a.k. on the front seat, you ain’t even know it
got the 9 under my shirt, i ain’t even show it
n-gg- ran up on me, yeah i had to blow it
6 ties, you know it
pop a n-gg- like “hold it”
ridin’ around bout four
got them bricks for the shallow
from zone one to zone four
east side to the low
riding round with your hoe
n-gg-s know what’s up with lil dre
talking sh-t, imma spray
f-ck up out my way
pretty boy swag, gangster whip with three bricks in the tray
soulja boy is getting high
every night and every day
these n-gg-s, yeah, getting mad
i can see the look on they face
n-gg-s mad that we get paper
pull up, sippin’ lean, no chaser
lil dre give a f-ck about a hater, i’m getting paper
my crib got an elevator
i’m flexing hard on you haters
nah, you ain’t even know it
nah, you ain’t even know it

[outro]
it’s thousand pack of lean, you ain’t even know it
my a.k. magazine, you ain’t even know it
got hollow tips in my clip, you ain’t even know it
you try me, let it rip, you ain’t even know it
we turnt up in the club, you ain’t even know it
you have money in your pocket, you ain’t even throw it
see, soulja boy gonna blow, you ain’t even know it
i’m riding around bout four, you ain’t even know it
turn up, turn up
i done killed your b, you ain’t even know it
i got jordans on my feet, you ain’t even know it
get 100k for a beat, you ain’t even know it
got a 9 under my seat, he ain’t…
turn up, turn up, turn up
n-gg-, r.i.p
every day i be deep, rich gang
i get money while a n-gg- sleep, that’s o.d
soulja boy gonna toke the heat

- soulja boy lyrics

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