Soulja Boy - What You Heard? lyrics

[Soulja Boy - What You Heard? lyrics]

I'm with some shooters, trap 'cross the country
Eight headshots out this M-16, lil' nigga, don't play with my money
Got some roguish-ass soldiers with me ready to come and knock you down for nothin'
That nigga cryin' on the internet like he done smelt an onion
That nigga talkin' like my empire don't be passin' 'cross the country
In that GTA, but I'm most wanted
I up my Glock and hit my target
I hit the stage and bitches swarmin'
It was Louis, I'm performing
Young nigga gon' hit with no warning
Tell Johnny ice my charm
I'm on fire, ring the alarm
I done bust down my whole arm
I need a hundred K to perform
We gon' shoot without no warrant
Bustdown VVs on my wrist, it came in with no CZ
My face on TV, make it look so easy, rap niggas wan' be me, yeah
Rap niggas can't see me
I blowed up like C4, but I ain't no CB4 just like Gusto
These niggas cap, they custo
Chopper make a drumroll
I came 'cross the country, Louis bags and lot of money
This chopper gon' get an opp up out me
It's VVs in my teeth, nigga, while I'm talkin'
Don't make me shoot this 40
I'm countin' money while I'm recording
It's Money Gang, I cash out foreigns
These rap niggas' life really boring
Up ten million just off of touring
Up twenty million off "Rick & Morty"
I'm thirty million my net worth
I shoot just like Pippen, Jordan
These rap niggas gettin' extorted
My garage is full of foreigns
Lamborghini auto, Grand Theft Auto, new Gelato
Bitches, they gon' follow, and you know they swallow
Ball hard 'til tomorrow, Louis V, no Aeropostale
Big Draco, I'm the author
Ball just like Vince Carter
Swim just like six-feet-deep water
Twenty-five bricks, that's a new quarter
Cook the dope up, the stove boiling
Lamborghini roadrunner
These cap-ass niggas don't know nothin'
I was trappin' Actavis, no Robitussin
Ice froze cold, no oven
Young niggas blowed for nothin'
Whip a bird
Brand new Pirelli tire skrrt
Waffle House, nigga, we pour syrup
Who the fuck is him? I ain't heard

Nigga, fuck what you heard
Nigga, fuck what you heard
Nigga, fuck what you heard
Bitch nigga, fuck what you heard
I'm in the trap sellin' birds
Opp-ass nigga, you absurd
I got pounds, I got Perc'
I put opps in the dirt
Big Balenci' B's on my shirt
We hit opps where it hurt
Yeah, fuck what you heard
Fuck what you heard
Nigga, fuck what you heard
Fuck what you heard
Nigga, fuck what you heard
Fuck what you heard
Nigga, fuck what you heard
Fuck what you heard

What you heard
What you heard
What you heard
Fuck what you heard, nigga
Fuck what you heard
Nigga, fuck what you heard
Fuck what you heard
Nigga, fuck what you heard
What you heard
What you heard
What you heard
Bitch nigga, what you heard (Nigga)

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