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 n***a
Die hard
Trans-Am
Really n***a
Money like a Trans-Am
I ain't tripping
Flow god giving
Ground shifting
I think that I'm that n***a
An you think that you that n***a
Do you look off in the mirror?
And you just looking so slizzered
Oh f** them
I don't get so hard
f** man
Out of swaged all day
f** them
I can't wait that ball fade
I been getting active
like I'm parlaying
Damn that n***a French
He thinking
From your upper some other sh**
Oh my god
Just take a f**ing guess
I quarter here man
Looking at witness
I'm right window's tinted
Mind your f**ing business
Diving in the ocean
Like I'm f**ing that leper swimmer
n***a 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 sh** right here's a masterpiece
I f** off with young
That's bro, that's family
And we do this annually
Told that K up OMG
n***a know that it's complete
n***a talk sh** you capisci
On the poster with the automatic
Talk sh** and I'll let him have it
n***a 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
n***as mad at me
It don't make no sense
Cause I came with the forty clip
On my f**ing hip
And I still represent
b**h I'll make you take a swim
Yeah I'm Al Pacino
Hang you f**ing body
Over that building
n***a I mean no
Cut that f**ing shush
n***a up in that slip
I got that thing
But I repeat
Little Dre, that be my name
And my n***as blast for me
Disrespecting black Jesus
And that sh** is blasphemy
Got my n***a if
Right shy gunning
That Bentley coop
Word around town
Paid off
And n***as got the juice
Young legend n***as young
The ocean got we splashing many
Man this sh** is just like magic
And my swag is all fantastic
You n***as 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
Ba**