Bow Wow

[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Chain on my neck, a hundred thou, lil nigga
We got dracos on our block, bigger than Bow Wow, lil nigga
Pull up on your block, click clack bow, lil nigga
In the kitchen whippin bricks, I'm servin loud, lil nigga

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
[?] 50 thousand
We got them choppers that's bigger than Bow Wow
Run in your trap house right now
I rap up bricks, I pack it and ship it out
Smoking on gass, no Black & Mild
Hundred thousand sitting in the pile
Lame ass nigga tryna steal my style
In the trap house for a bank account
Hundred thousand, I don't want no clout
He wanna be gang, but that shit out
Money gang niggas don't see no droubt
Ain't going out bad, I run in your house
Nigga a snitch, I ratted him out
Serving them bricks, I ship them down south
Hundred pounds at my mama house
Hundred fifty pounds down at my auntie house
Show you nigga what that murder bout
Cut in the Coope, come back with that 30 [?]
Gun bigger than Bow Wow
I came up from servin and trappin them pounds
Count a hundred thousand right now
Run in your house, put the draco in your mouth
Rich Gang, bitch you know we ball
Zone 1 get it in by the west coast
[?] brick in a finger fold
Stand in the trap, hit the pot with my elbo
[?] serve all the dope
Zone 1, bought a green stove
Hustle on the block, just me and [?]
12 hit the door, everybody gone
Now a nigga calling everybody phone
Shooters running up in everybody home

[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Chain on my neck, a hundred thou, lil nigga
We got dracos on our block, bigger than Bow Wow, lil nigga
Pull up on your block, click clack bow, lil nigga
In the kitchen whippin bricks, I'm servin loud, lil nigga

[Verse 2: Mango Foo]
Whip so hard, I broke the meter
Beat the baby to a seiser
I trap the work like it was legle
Bitch I hard ball, Derek Geeter
My niggas trappin out [?]
Got the birdy [?] seegulls
Got the nina on me, that's the heater
Catch the pack like a wide receaver
I got the chopper, call it yao ming
I got the rocket, they call me [?]
Spray the Uzi like it's [?]
Trap on the block, the shit jump like it's a trampoleen
I don't really know what y'all mean
My niggas hustle, run it up by any means
Russian Ruger with the beam on it
The Coope is so long, I can lean on it
Gucci fit with the sleeves on it
Shoot the chopper till it freeze homie
Wait I gotta take [?] on it
Turn to Call Of Duty when the beef on me
Niggas cappin, they ain't real shooters
Pull up on you, shoot you out the Uber
I was trappin, servin on the scooter
Mac 11 came with the cooler

[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Chain on my neck, a hundred thou, lil nigga
We got dracos on our block, bigger than Bow Wow, lil nigga
Pull up on your block, click clack bow, lil nigga
In the kitchen whippin bricks, I'm servin loud, lil nigga