Soulja Boy — Based

Triple chain gang Oh my god Triple chain gang Oh my god Triple chain gang Oh my god Based Damn man I got my swag from japan now Jean claude van damme Up in that nigga, die hard, trans-am Really nigga, money like a trans-am I ain’t tripping, flow god giving Ground shifting, I think that I’m that nigga And you think that you that nigga Do you look off in the mirror? And you just looking so slizzered Oh fuck them, I don’t get so hard Fuck man, I done swagged all day Fuck them, I can’t wait that ball fade I been getting active, like I’m parlaying Damn that nigga French He thinking, from your upper some other shit Oh my god, just take a fucking guess I quarter here man, looking at witness I’m right window’s tinted Mind your fucking business Diving in the ocean like I’m fucking that leper swimmer Nigga 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 shit right here’s a masterpiece I fuck off with young, yo, that’s bro, that’s family And we do this annually, told that K up on me, G Nigga know that it’s complete Nigga talk shit you capisce On the poster with the automatic, talk shit and I’ll let him have it Niggas know I’m bussing, disrespect pinked off And there’s going to be repercussions, Soulja tell 'em in public I’m standing on the couch yes, go swag daddy If I change fire rings I made the hood happy Niggas mad at me, it don’t make no sense Cause I came with that forty clip on my fucking hip And I still represent, bitch I make you take a swim Yeah I’m al pacino, hang you fucking body Over that building, nigga I mean no Cut that fucking shush, nigga up in that slip I got that thing but I repeat Little Dre, that be my name and my niggas blast for me Disrespecting black Jesus and that shit is blasphemy Got my nigga if right shy gunnin' that bentley coop Word around town paid off and niggas got the juice Young legend niggas young the ocean got we splashing Man this shit is just like magic and my swag is all fantastic You niggas 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 Based