Soulja Boy - Grand Theft Auto lyrics

[Soulja Boy - Grand Theft Auto lyrics]

I like to play with them pots
Young nigga fish tail right off the lot, yeah
Call up my jeweler and buss down a watch
I'm on South beach, posted on yacht
You diss on the gang
You know that yo body gone rot
Spaghetti, bugatti diamonds they
Looking like snot
Pull off with the bugatti he know
That I can not get caught

I walk in the mall
Ain't no telling what I done bought
I stand in the kitchen and play with the fork
Rocking Givenchy Dior, arm so cold
Man I done caught
He caught a cold I put em in a coffin
Business is business it's Draco
I'm dripping I'm awesome
The pinky ring looking just
Like flying saucer
Many man now they gone back
An opp nigga off me ooh I beg your pardon
I don't eat at Olive Garden
Young nigga trap a brand new Aston Martin
Big backwoods smoking gelatto wells Fargo
Sipping lean not the baby bottle
Sipping on lean Imma feel it tommorow
Rolling big backwood gelatto
Shoot this bitch up Grand Theft Auto
I like to play with them pots
Young nigga fish tail right off the lot, yeah
Call up my jeweler and buss down a watch
I'm on South beach, posted on yacht
You diss on the gang
You know that yo body gone rot
Spaghetti, bugatti diamonds they
Looking like snot
Pull off with the bugatti he know
That I can not get caught

Backwood stuffed like enchilado
Ball hard like I hit the lotto
Talk down bout my niggas
That shit get colossal
Ride with a bad bitch she look like a model
Young Draco took off just like Nasa
Hop in that Urus, which way go off way faster
Reach for my chain you know that I blam em
Take a trip down to Alabama

Took off at Tarzan, bullet proof manor
I'm still plugged in the A
Like a motherfuckin' falcon
Got them young niggas blitz up
On you just like Madden
My pinky look like the ring around Saturn
I done dropped the top back
She sucked me like a vaccum
Sipping on codeine
I feel it all in my bladder
This 30 clip ruger longer than a ladder
I like to play with them pots
Young nigga fish tail right off the lot, yeah
Call up my jeweler and buss down a watch
I'm on South beach, posted on yacht
You diss on the gang
You know that yo body gone rot
Spaghetti, bugatti diamonds they
Looking like snot
Pull off with the bugatti he know
That I can not get caught

When I took off on that
Carpet and get like Aladdin
4k and Ak everything was plasma
How you worth 30 million ride
Around with a hammer
Buss down my chain it look like Antartica
She just took her top off
Just like Mardi Gras
Big 5'7 ruger nigga will set it off
I'm in a Rari nigga that AK will let it off
672 leave em left like Bermuda
Big Draco I got rich off computers
Cartier buss down and it
Came in with skeletons
Got like 6 m's sitting all on my schedule
Got the weed tint when I'm all in your area
Got the opp knocked down, nobody buried em
Dirty Glock nigga scratch off the serial
Hop out the bed and I'm
Pouring wockhart in my cereal
Big Draco they call me superior
Reach for my chain lame ass nigga inferior
Matte purple on the custom interior
The drop top on the rari I'm peeling em
The opp block down you know
That I'm killing them
As a young nigga sipping
I'm needing the riddalin
You speak on my name you
Know that I'm killing them
Big Draco worth 30 million
Murder gang Money gang nigga killing them

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