Lyrics Soulja Boy – In My Zone

Ok, ok, ok
I be on my phone
I be in the club
I be in my zone

I be on, flexin’ in my zone
He said he got 20 bricks, tell him to come on
Yeah, hear this, dog, I be on my phone
Driving dirty, rollin’ on a swish, I gotta zone
You know ’bout lil’ Soulja, he be flexin’
On his phone, drop top, young and reckless
Your girlfriend riding in my Lexus
Young Dre, 50k, say he’s not done
I got that Plato, falling down my pocket
Hermes belt with a Louis wallet
It’s nothing, we stuntin’
Everybody know Dre getting money

I be on, I be on my phone
Catch me in the club and I be in my zone
I be in my zone
I be on my phone, ridin’ through the hood
And I’m flexin’ on chrome
I be in my zone

What’s going on? Soulja Boy on
If he got 30 bricks tell him hear my phone
I done hit 30 licks now I’m in my zone

I be on, I be on my phone
I be in the club and I be up in my zone, flexin’
Yeah, I’m in my zone, flexin’
I be on, I be on my phone
Driving dirty, riding on chrome
I be in my zone, racks I’m on
I be in my zone

Got a new home, blowing only strong
Walk inside the Louis store, everything I own
Kush is my cologne, walking here I’m boss
Here ice chain, everything on froze
I customize my stones, I’m stunting in my zone
Your girlfriend keep blowing up the Soulja phone
She won’t leave me alone, she want the doggie bone
I go so hard, tell all haters to get going
Yeah, I’m a blow, this is not a joke
A hunnid K in Franklins later crossed the floor
You a hoe, I put that on the phone
Catch me in my city and I’ll screw, screw gone

I be in my zone
Catch me in the club and I’m flexin’
Flexin’, flexin’, flexin’
Flexin’, flexin’, flexin’
I be on, I be in my zone
Catch me in the club and I’m flexin’
Flexin’, flexin’, flexin’
Flexin’, flexin’, flexin’
Come on
On my phone, my zone