Soulja Boy - Hellcat lyrics

[Intro] Soulja [?] Yo man y'all already know Y'all already know man [Chorus] Slide in the Porsche, pull up the trap and I get off [?] on me n***a, don't think about that Run up on gang, you know you get clapped I slide to the trap and then I run up the [?] Pull up, skert in the Hellcat Hundred bands on me, got to count that Run around city, with the loud pack Slide in the Porsche, pull up the trap and I get off [?] on me n***a, don't think about that Run up on gang, you know you get clapped I slide to the trap and then I run up the [?] Pull up, skert in the Hellcat Hundred bands on me, got to count that Run around city, with the loud pack [Verse 1] Run around city, with the loud pack Hundred racks on me n***a, had to count that I hop out the Range Rover, it was matte black Hundred fifty thousand, when the n***a made the transact Run up on me I put one in your head Definite uh, one in the head [?], arm and a leg p**y a** n***a you heard what I said p**y a** n***a you that I trap [?] we makin' sh** happen I feel like we at my show, n***as start clappin' Rollin that set, no tackling On the private jet, young n***a travelin' On to that bed, make her do magic trick Hop out the coop, I got another whip I got another b**h, I'm on some other sh** [Chorus] Slide in the Porsche, pull up the trap and I get off [?] on me n***a, don't think about that Run up on gang, you know you get clapped I slide to the trap and then I run up the [?] Pull up, skert in the Hellcat Hundred bands on me, got to count that Run around city, with the loud pack Slide in the Porsche, pull up the trap and I get off [?] on me n***a, don't think about that Run up on gang, you know you get clapped I slide to the trap and then I run up the [?] Pull up, skert in the Hellcat Hundred bands on me, got to count that Run around city, with the loud pack [Verse 2] Hundred fifty bands, yo where the couch at Skert in the Hellcat, twenty pounds of loud pack [?] yellow bone, b**h on Snapchat Good with the plug, fifty bricks off that [?] my feet, I put it together Young n***a rich, I trap any weather Stand in that kitchen, like I'm makin' dinner Do not come to my trap, lil n***a don't ever Back in the day I was ridin' no spinners But [?] I'm trappin' like, n***a and [?] [?] n***a, I'm stuffin' the brick [?] I be whippin' that [?], [?] I push to the block and I know you remember How VV my chain, It look like [?] Whatever they say, you know my young n***a gon' get them How to talk dealers, you know that they hate you [Outro] Slide in the Porsche, pull up the trap and I get off [?] on me n***a, don't think about that Run up on gang, you know you get clapped I slide to the trap and then I run up the [?] Pull up, skert in the Hellcat Hundred bands on me, got to count that Run around city, with the loud pack