Jasiah, LIL CXCAINE - For my young niggas who listen to Soulja boy lyrics

[Jasiah, LIL CXCAINE - For my young niggas who listen to Soulja boy lyrics]

Ayy, ahaha ayy, y'all
I got the new dance for y'all
It's called the Soulja Boy
Deadass? '07 shit? Shit, a'ight yuu, ayy
Yuu, ayy, ayy

Ice on my wrist and it's slit's on it too
Yuh (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ice on my wrist but there's slit's on it too
I'm depressed, I'm depressed, I'm depressed
Yuh (yeah)
I'm depressed, I'm depressed
I'm depressed, yuh, ayy
(Yee, yee, ayy)

Ice on my wrist but there's slit's on it too
Ayy
Ice on my wrist but there's slit's on it too
I'm depressed, I'm depressed, I'm depressed
Yuh i'm depressed, I'm depressed
I'm depressed, yuh, ayy


Ice on my wrist but there's slit's on it too
Ayy
Ice on my wrist but there's slit's on it too
I'm depressed, I'm depressed, I'm depressed
Yuh i'm depressed, I'm depressed
I'm depressed, yuh, fuck

You don't like pressure? Shit
Nigga, I feel like Dexter, shit
Bitch, how he flex this shit
You throw a rock
I'ma pull out the stick how
I'm runnin' this shit
Johnny Test, ho, don't test me
Titties out, shawty bless me
Like a llama, shawty neck me
She a freak bitch, nasty
I might just pull out a blade, run my fade
No, I'm not fuckin' with fakes
Fuck, I might blow out ya brain
Shit look like noodles
Talkin' 'bout spaghetti stains
Get out my way, I am a killa' today
Don't be a victim, my nigga
I'm goin' insane, told these suckas
"Got a minute" now I'ma kill 'em, okay

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