Soulja Boy - Trap Boy Soulja lyrics

[Hook x2:] Trap boy soulja, trap boy soulja Trap boy soulja, trap boy soulja I got what you need, leave baking soder Mix it with what you need, lean molly cough I got what you need, trap boy soulja In that white c**aine benz like its baking soder I been flipping bricks, can catch across the border And that f**ing swag bag coming 'cross the border In a f**ing white van tell em the pricing order Ill 16 hollow tips he the shoulder He thought I was playing unloaded hella clips Rich gang at your playing baking soder rich Hot yellow b**h, and she s**ing dick How wait thats me with like fifty bricks Backseat playing, like siccisy please sit in the seats Shoutout to my squad and to my n***as doing hits [Hook] Damn I'm paranoid I they them n***as tap my phone I had packs chased down until everything was gone In the nets f** it daily in my sty phone Swag bag march is selling on my f**ing money In the nets stay in shootsouts with them f**ing folks So I had to drop my top and I was gone All that f**ing cheddar I had like sixty on Had to shut the packs cause they had to pull me over I was on cut flexing with like 38 And I hop up in that hooptie all them n***as fake In the next f**ing day I catch up with louise state They say damn soulja you done did your squad feet In the next day my flex was on the f**ing screen Swag bag and they both had them for 16 Had 30 kis and a f**ing g I had pistol stacked, under my f**ing seat Trap boy soulja, boom caught it colder I had gun stashed up in every sofa And them n***as say damn trey you done took it over I been whipping this and this, since like 4 older [Hook]