In this life, you either crank that Soulja Boy or it cranks you Ayy, yeah, we rock that action and we do this *** daily Why would I spread love when I can't spend my time being hated? Huh? He causing no ***s, he shut up When I talk with him, he say he's so tough So what's up? No red watch, split him off This *** dope, rest his hoes, still like all his *** Loading up the coffin, just in case we need to toss him in Who the *** are you and what do you do? Pal, pal, I ain't never see you Who are you? What? Ayy I don't know the name, you heard it once I don't know the name, you know my guns Silence, I don't give a *** what you done said Quiet, you ain't got that, get that in your head No you not, do not make me come out here and bust that leg I don't wanna make another death, bow down Okay, okay, that bitch gon' want me to sign a titty, yeah I took a break from the rapper and ***, yeah And I'ma scar with the gas to keep it loaded, yeah That bitch gon' see me in public, so she gon' hate me, yeah Okay, drip on me, water fill up a tank, yeah *** a pit, I go harder up in the paint, yeah See you with hittas, you niggas is shooting blunts, yeah I take a chopper and pop it at your state, yeah Don't tell me I'm out of touch, *** is dead, I *** it up Heard you got hate and a bit of macho, niggas suck it up He say he a macho, get the chopper, tell him run it up All my niggas chumming, say, yo, betty, cause we buck it up Minute made on me, it's orange All of my bitches, they foreign Limousine, limousine Bitches gon' think they important All of my weed is imported Do I want smoke? Yeah, of course Limousine, limousine Extendo, I know I'm on juice Do it right, yeah Right up on the pussy with a blunt, yeah Disgusting punks on the stage, yeah Can we block him off stage till I'm dead, yeah I get an eyelash, do it right, yeah Right up on the pussy with a blunt, yeah Disgusting punks on the stage, yeah Can we block him off stage till I'm dead, yeah I get an eyelash, do it right, yeah