Soulja Boy - So Dope (Freestyle) lyrics

[Soulja Boy] I'm so motherf**ing dope, b**h I'm the truth Riding through my hood throwing money out the roof And everybody saying Soulja Boy got the juice But the real sh** is b**h, the n***a is the truth And the real kicks is b**h, that sh** cost a hundred 'Bout six hundred see my n***a getting blunted Shout out to my n***as on the block getting money Real sh** he got his whole clique stunting Got no top and no buster, no weak motherf**er Pull up in that trap and everybody screaming whoa Where the f** you get that at home boy froze but Home boy cold with the motherf**ing most but Everywhere I go they wanna take a f**ing picture Oh my god, I must be that n***a Oh my god, she drunk off that liquor But I'm not a f**ing hipster but I will f** your sister Swag off the ripped a b**h n***a you remember Came through the hood frozed up like December Got this ice on my chain, the j**ellery was a mystery When Soulja Boy came out you know I made history I stepped in the club VIP 'bout 60 deep b**hes walking up saying Soulja you the sh** to me Hoes wanna kiss my feet, goddamn I'm royalty They ain't really sh** to me you know I swag OD I swag out the roof doe, b**hes so cold like pluto Man I thought you knew doe, Soulja Boy Tell'Em got the juice doe Every time you see me got a new ho Goddamn you know it's going down for the 2-4 2-4, catch me on the Maserati flip Slap the Maserati matte black paint, these n***as wanna copy But hold on, my n***a got the last throne and the king Hold on, tell my n***a get your crown roll on Tell my n***a get his goddamn bling Every time you see me I'mma rock the scene I'm a Soulja, n***a I done told ya' CEO swag mob, man my young n***a fold ya' Pull up in the Rover, f**ing with Mustard And I got everything on me custom 25k, tell a n***a rush them With the baggage claim put 20 on them busters 50 and his sister n***a still window shopping…