I’m in the studio rolling a blunt
Yea
Soulja
I got gold on my neck and it’s cool
It’s cool, it’s cool
I call my jeweler, get new jewels
New jewels, new jewels
And in the streets, they know it, i’m that dude
That dude, that dude
I hit the mall and i get new shoes
New shoes, new shoes
I said you know i’m flyer than the plane
Everybody in the hood know my name
I hit the block and i flip murk
On top, scoop skirt
I do work, i do numbers
And i trap, i swear that we buggin
Yea yea, we buggin, you niggas tweakin
On that goofy shit for no reason
Ain’t no trees man, sippin lean man
And i’m high, feelin like i’m in a dream man
Rolex’s on my wrist
And yo bitch is on my dick
I got gold on my neck and it’s cool
It’s cool, it’s cool
I call my jeweler, get new jewels
New jewels, new jewels
And in the streets, they know it, i’m that dude
That dude, that dude
I hit the mall and i get new shoes
New shoes, new shoes
I said every day i be high
A million dollars on me, no lie
I rock that bottle of our supply
I’m french, these haters know why
I got kak and i got kick stand
You rappers sinking quick, just like some quick sand
I got them big bands, i got a lot of grams
You know that i’m the man
Spinning round in a circle like a ceiling fan
I got gold on my neck and it’s cool
It’s cool, it’s cool
I call my jeweler, get new jewels
New jewels, new jewels
And in the streets, they know it, i’m that dude
That dude, that dude
I hit the mall and i get new shoes
New shoes, new shoes