Soulja Boy — Fast Car

[Intro] Young Chop on the beat SOD Stacks on Deck Soulja, Soulja Fast cars (Soulja, swag) [Verse] Yeah, I like them fast cars (Skrt, skrt, yeah, I like them fast cars) Pull up in that black car (Skrt, skrt, beep, beep) I love my Bentley 'cause it's a fast car (I love my Bentley 'cause it's a fast car, beep) My niggas love to see them fast cars (Skrt, beep beep beep, skrt, fast car) I like fast money and fast cars (I like fast money and fast cars, shh) I like fast money and fast cars (Skrt, skrt, love it) I'm goin' hard, I'm goin' in (Skrt, yeah, skrt, skrt) My hood wanna see me win (My hood wanna see me win) I pull up in that black thang (I pull up in that black thang, beep, beep, beep) Two pistols like I'm Max Payne (Bang, two pistols like I'm Max Payne) Bitch, you know that I'm 'bout a check (Bitch, you know that I'm 'bout a check) Got a Porsche sittin' on my neck (Shawty, shawty, got a Porsche sittin' on my neck) And yo' niggas wanna draw my set (And yo' niggas wanna draw my set) And yo' bitch wanna give me neck (And yo' bitch wanna give me neck, skrt) I'm in my fast car, I'm gettin' head (Skrt, skrt skrt skrt skrt, Soulja, Soulja, Soulja) And my car cost an arm and leg (Oh, and my car cost an arm and leg) Bitch, I swag and I low post (Get 'em, xan with that lean, fuck these niggas) Shout out to my niggas on the West Coast (Skrt) AK wit' the beam, South Side, Cook County (Beep, skrt, beep) On yo' head, put a fuckin' bounty (On yo' head, put a fuckin') Smokin' purp, drivin' fast as fuck (Skrt, skrt, uh, drivin') And that lean got me throwin' up (Get 'em, xans, get 'em) Then you got the digi-dash (Man, fuck 'em, real shit) Bitch, I swerved, I almost crashed (Bitch, I swerved, I almost crashed) Reppin' fo' my niggas (Reppin' fo' my niggas) Still smokin' swishas (Still smokin' swishas, oh) SOD, that's the gang Bitch, I pull up in that black thang Sleep next to a choppa 'cause I know they watchin' Keep my third eye open 'cause I know they plottin' A young ghetto nigga, you can label me a baby G Young SOD, VIP, all eyes on me Down to make it happen, this shit could get tragic Ten chains, five rangs, I'm the swag daddy Niggas mad at me, we can beef gladly AK47 in handy Bitch ass nigga, I'ma catch you on the one-way Nigga, I'ma let yo' ass have it, gunplay SOD gang, what it is? We some bosses And we pull up big body, we flossin' Nigga straight tatted, cheat code gone so savage Loco off Four Lokos when we swervin' off in traffic Fuckin' wit' my campaign, I'ma leave you in a casket Get yo' ass dumped wit' bullets like a basket I'm Soulja Boy, I'm savage, I'm Simpset Road, Zone 1, bitch Niggas talk that fuck shit, but I'm just gettin' money Countin' up my funds and you know that I'm out there So much money on me, gotta keep a money counter I'm gone