Soulja Boy - Hellcat lyrics

Soulja sOD
Jrelentlesz yo man y'all already know
Y'all already know man

Slide in the Porsche
Pull up the trap and I get off
On me nigga, don't think about that
Run up on gang, you know you get clapped
I slide to the trap and then I run up the
Pull up, skert in the Hellcat
Hundred bands on me, got to count that
Run around city, with the loud pack
Slide in the Porsche
Pull up the trap and I get off
On me nigga, don't think about that
Run up on gang, you know you get clapped
I slide to the trap and then I run up the
Pull up, skert in the Hellcat
Hundred bands on me, got to count that
Run around city, with the loud pack

Run around city, with the loud pack
Hundred racks on me nigga, had to count that
I hop out the Range Rover, it was matte black
Hundred fifty thousand
When the nigga made the transact
Run up on me I put one in your head
Definite uh, one in the head arm and a leg
Pussy ass nigga you heard what I said
Pussy ass nigga you that I trap
We makin' shit happen
I feel like we at my show
Niggas start clappin'
Rollin that set, no tackling
On the private jet, young nigga travelin'
On to that bed, make her do magic trick
Hop out the coop, I got another whip
I got another bitch, I'm on some other shit

Slide in the Porsche
Pull up the trap and I get off
On me nigga, don't think about that
Run up on gang, you know you get clapped
I slide to the trap and then I run up the
Pull up, skert in the Hellcat
Hundred bands on me, got to count that
Run around city, with the loud pack
Slide in the Porsche
Pull up the trap and I get off
On me nigga, don't think about that
Run up on gang, you know you get clapped
I slide to the trap and then I run up the
Pull up, skert in the Hellcat
Hundred bands on me, got to count that
Run around city, with the loud pack

Hundred fifty bands, yo where the couch at
Skert in the Hellcat
Twenty pounds of loud pack
Yellow bone, bitch on Snapchat
Good with the plug, fifty bricks off that
My feet, I put it together
Young nigga rich, I trap any weather
Stand in that kitchen, like I'm makin' dinner
Do not come to my trap, lil nigga don't ever
Back in the day I was ridin' no spinners
But, I'm trappin' like, nigga and
Nigga, I'm stuffin' the brick
I be whippin' that
I push to the block and I know you remember
How VV my chain, It look like
Whatever they say
You know my young nigga gon' get them
How to talk dealers
You know that they hate you

Slide in the Porsche
Pull up the trap and I get off
On me nigga, don't think about that
Run up on gang, you know you get clapped
I slide to the trap and then I run up the
Pull up, skert in the Hellcat
Hundred bands on me, got to count that
Run around city, with the loud pack