Soulja Boy - What You Heard? lyrics

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Soulja Boy - What You Heard? lyrics

[Verse] I'm with some shooters, trap 'cross the country Eight headshots out this M-16, lil' ni**a, don't play with my money Got some roguish-ass soldiers with me ready to come and knock you down for nothin' That ni**a cryin' on the internet like he done smelt an onion That ni**a talkin' like my empire don't be passin' 'cross the country In that GTA, but I'm most wanted I up my Glock and hit my target I hit the stage and b*tches swarmin' It was Louis, I'm performing Young ni**a gon' hit with no warning Tell Johnny ice my charm I'm on fire, ring the alarm I done bust down my whole arm I need a hundred K to perform We gon' shoot without no warrant Bustdown VVs on my wrist, it came in with no CZ My face on TV, make it look so easy, rap ni**as wan' be mе, yeah Rap ni**as can't see me I blowed up likе C4, but I ain't no CB4 just like Gusto These ni**as cap, they custo Chopper make a drumroll I came 'cross the country, Louis bags and lot of money This chopper gon' get an opp up out me It's VVs in my teeth, ni**a, while I'm talkin' Don't make me shoot this 40 I'm countin' money while I'm recording It's Money Gang, I cash out foreigns These rap ni**as' life really boring Up ten million just off of touring Up twenty million off "Rick & Morty" I'm thirty million my net worth I shoot just like Pippen, Jordan These rap ni**as gettin' extorted My garage is full of foreigns Lamborghini auto, Grand Theft Auto, new Gelato b*tches, they gon' follow, and you know they swallow Ball hard 'til tomorrow, Louis V, no Aeropostale Big Draco, I'm the author Ball just like Vince Carter Swim just like six-feet-deep water Twenty-five bricks, that's a new quarter Cook the dope up, the stove boiling Lamborghini roadrunner These cap-ass ni**as don't know nothin' I was trappin' Actavis, no Robitussin Ice froze cold, no oven Young ni**as blowed for nothin' Whip a bird Brand new Pirelli tire skrrt Waffle House, ni**a, we pour syrup Who the fu*k is him? I ain't heard [Chorus] ni**a, fu*k what you heard ni**a, fu*k what you heard ni**a, fu*k what you heard b*tch ni**a, fu*k what you heard I'm in the trap sellin' birds Opp-ass ni**a, you absurd I got pounds, I got Perc' I put opps in the dirt Big Balenci' B's on my shirt We hit opps where it hurt Yeah, fu*k what you heard fu*k what you heard ni**a, fu*k what you heard fu*k what you heard ni**a, fu*k what you heard fu*k what you heard ni**a, fu*k what you heard fu*k what you heard [Outro] What you heard What you heard What you heard fu*k what you heard, ni**a fu*k what you heard ni**a, fu*k what you heard fu*k what you heard ni**a, fu*k what you heard What you heard What you heard What you heard b*tch ni**a, what you heard (ni**a)

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