Soulja Boy - Goin Down lyrics

Uh ayo, Carter, you gone crazy
Draco (Nigga, you know what the fuck goin'
On, nigga, niggas play wit' nigga
You nigga) ayo
Rrr, uh

Nigga, nigga, serve it by the pound
I'm not Yung Joc, but it's goin' down
Alotta sticks in this bitch
Do not make a sound
Move it by the ton, move it by the pound
Move it by the hundon, move it by the thou'
Niggas opps in this bitch
Shootin' in the crowd
Rrr, rrr, do not make a sound
I'm not Yung Joc, but it's goin' down

Whip it in yo' face, like it's hibachi
Big chopsticks that hold a hunnid, do karate
Nigga, cop the Hellcat, uh, cop the Maserati
Uh (yeah)
Cop the Lambo', yeah, cop the new Ferrari
Yeah cop the new Mercedes
These bitches goin' crazy
Drop-top, do the dash, 12 can't catch me
(yeah) drop-top, a hunnid bags
Niggas tryna arrest me
The block ring and ring are
Worth a brand new Lexus (Gang)
Grills, Johnny Dang, wrist, Peter Marco
Hunnid K off of chasin' Ms at Wells Fargo
They know me by my face
I'll bail out tomorrow
We got rich off Krispy Kremes
And pounds of gelato, uh
We got rich off pullin' that stick
Like I hit the lotto, uh
Ridin' wit' a bad bitch
Twerkin' like Mulatto, uh
Hellcat, do the dash like
It's Grand Theft Auto (Uh)
(Hellcat, do the dash like
It's Grand Theft Auto)

Nigga, nigga, serve it by the pound
I'm not Yung Joc, but it's goin' down
Alotta sticks in this bitch
Do not make a sound
Move it by the ton, move it by the pound
Move it by the hundon, move it by the thou'
Niggas opps in this bitch
Shootin' in the crowd
Rrr, rrr, do not make a sound
I'm not Yung Joc, but it's goin' down