Lyrics Soulja Boy – Once Again

Yo man we standing on zone one
Somerset road
Yo Lamborghini shit
Maserati shit

A hundred and fifty bricks sitting on the jet
Got a bad bitch she giving me neck
Ripping that beverage I’ll go nigga leaving you wet
I’ll call up the plug know he get em finesse
Twenty two hundred for the P but you gotta get ten
Young nigga jumping out the gym
Forgiatos on my rims
Back in the trapping I’m whippin’ that pack once again

Back in the trap and I’m pouring out lean
Broke nigga you ain’t never seen a key
All of these shooters surrounding me
Pinky ring cost twenty G’s
Word through the city soulja got caught
Whipping the trap with my wrist with the back of some hundred fifty
They want that nigga place your order
Shooter pull up on yo block my nigga they’ll take it from him
I’ll put up a pint now it got me snoring
Macing my gel and my feet ain’t no Jordan
She sucking my dick and she let me record it
You pussy lil runt niggas getting distorted

A hundred and fifty bricks sitting on the jet
Got a bad bitch she giving me neck
Ripping that beverage I’ll go nigga leaving you wet
I’ll call up the plug know he get em finesse
Twenty two hundred for the P but you gotta get ten
Young nigga jumping out the gym
Forgiatos on my rims
Back in the trapping I’m whippin’ that pack once again

Scrape the bowl nigga need extra
Baby ?
is sitting on my dresser
Pinky shiny it cost me a tesla
Two to three bullets we applying pressure
These rap niggas faker than a wrestler
Ran up on the plug you know I finesse them
Come thrus with my niggas they gon test ya
Young rich nigga took a trip to Australia
Took this shit to a whole nother level
Just got a new rolly ribbon just look at my bezzle
In that rari pedal to the medal
Pouring ?
you know I don’t measure
Fuck up a nigga fell in love with mula
One hand I got the uzi know I gon shoot ya
Beverly city funna come up gucci
Drako on me with more clips than a movie

A hundred and fifty bricks sitting on the jet
Got a bad bitch she giving me neck
Ripping that beverage I’ll go nigga leaving you wet
I’ll call up the plug know he get em finesse
Twenty two hundred for the P but you gotta get ten
Young nigga jumping out the gym
Forgiatos on my rims
Back in the trapping I’m whippin’ that pack once again