Soulja Boy - Gratata lyrics

(Hook) Pull up on your block, gratata Call up my shooters, they come thru' And yeah, they pop at ya Money comin' in, it ain't no stoppin' us SOD the gang, b**h, you know we there We gwoppin' pain Pull up on your block, gratata Call up my shooters, they come thru' And yeah, they pop at ya Pull up on yo block and they droppin' ya SOD the gang, b**h, ain't sh** stoppin' us (Verse) Pull up on your block, gratata Shooters in the back and the front And yeah, they pop at ya All my n***as comin', boy, they droppin' ya 50.000 on my chain, whip it like Tellafia I be in that Rarri, ain't no stoppin' us f** the polic', they ain't sh** They ain't copsta us SOD the gang, g' ya know we up b**h look at my chain and my ring Ya sick? Ya throwin' up n***a know my game, what I'm throwin' up f**in' with 100, I swear you get an uppercut I be shootin' choppas, it ain't none' to us Pull up on yo block and I bet I bust (Hook) (Verse 2) Calling all my shooters and yeah they pop at ya We pull up big guns and we chop you off SOD the gang, b**h ya know wa**up 100 bricks wrapped in a Porsche truck My dad was a hustler Standin' on the block, sellin' dope It wa' none' to us Pull up on yo block and ya know I bust Forgiatto sittin' underneath my brand new Bentley truck Pull up to the trappin', they like what the f** f** 12, f** the police, they ain't none' to us SOD the gang and my gun I trust Pull up on yo block and let it bust (Hook)