Ba$ed - Soulja Boy, Young L

Triple chain gang

Oh my god

Triple chain gang

Oh my god

Triple chain gang

Oh my god

Based

Damn man

I got my swag from japan now

Jean claude van damme

Up in that nigga, die hard, trans-am

Really nigga, money like a trans-am

I ain’t tripping, flow god giving

Ground shifting, I think that I’m that nigga

And you think that you that nigga

Do you look off in the mirror?

And you just looking so slizzered

Oh fuck them, I don’t get so hard

Fuck man, I done swagged all day

Fuck them, I can’t wait that ball fade

I been getting active, like I’m parlaying

Damn that nigga French

He thinking, from your upper some other shit

Oh my god, just take a fucking guess

I quarter here man, looking at witness

I’m right window’s tinted

Mind your fucking business

Diving in the ocean like I’m fucking that leper swimmer

Nigga you no contender, do you not remember?

One mill I stuck just like the winter

Twenty twelve I splashed up all my tvs plasma

Ready for the action many she’s a tragedy

Address me as your majesty, this shit right here’s a masterpiece

I fuck off with young, yo, that’s bro, that’s family

And we do this annually, told that K up on me, G

Nigga know that it’s complete

Nigga talk shit you capisce

On the poster with the automatic, talk shit and I’ll let him have it

Niggas know I’m bussing, disrespect pinked off

And there’s going to be repercussions, Soulja tell 'em in public

I’m standing on the couch yes, go swag daddy

If I change fire rings

I made the hood happy

Niggas mad at me, it don’t make no sense

Cause I came with that forty clip on my fucking hip

And I still represent, bitch I make you take a swim

Yeah I’m al pacino, hang you fucking body

Over that building, nigga I mean no

Cut that fucking shush, nigga up in that slip

I got that thing but I repeat

Little Dre, that be my name and my niggas blast for me

Disrespecting black Jesus and that shit is blasphemy

Got my nigga if right shy gunnin' that bentley coop

Word around town paid off and niggas got the juice

Young legend niggas young the ocean got we splashing

Man this shit is just like magic and my swag is all fantastic

You niggas think it’s tragic but I’m balling and you know

Got a million on the low and I would never sell my soul

See sold out the cut signs all across the globe

Pinked off and on their hoe dumb old mario on that hoe

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