Soulja Boy - Based lyrics

Triple Chain Gang Oh my god Triple Chain Gang Oh my god Triple Chain Gang Oh my god Goddamn Goddamn man I got my swag from Japan now Jean Claude van Damme Up in that n***a Die hard Trans-Am Really n***a Money like a Trans-Am I ain't tripping Flow god giving Ground shifting I think that I'm that n***a An you think that you that n***a Do you look off in the mirror? And you just looking so slizzered Oh f** them I don't get so hard f** man Out of swaged all day f** them I can't wait that ball fade I been getting active like I'm parlaying Damn that n***a French He thinking From your upper some other sh** Oh my god Just take a f**ing guess I quarter here man Looking at witness I'm right window's tinted Mind your f**ing business Diving in the ocean Like I'm f**ing that leper swimmer n***a 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 sh** right here's a masterpiece I f** off with young That's bro, that's family And we do this annually Told that K up OMG n***a know that it's complete n***a talk sh** you capisci On the poster with the automatic Talk sh** and I'll let him have it n***a know I'm bussing Disrespect pinked off And there's going to be repercussions Soulja tell them in public I'm standing on the couch yes Go swag daddy If I change fire rings I made the hood happy n***as mad at me It don't make no sense Cause I came with the forty clip On my f**ing hip And I still represent b**h I'll make you take a swim Yeah I'm Al Pacino Hang you f**ing body Over that building n***a I mean no Cut that f**ing shush n***a up in that slip I got that thing But I repeat Little Dre, that be my name And my n***as blast for me Disrespecting black Jesus And that sh** is blasphemy Got my n***a if Right shy gunning That Bentley coop Word around town Paid off And n***as got the juice Young legend n***as young The ocean got we splashing many Man this sh** is just like magic And my swag is all fantastic You n***as 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 Ba**