Soulja Boy — Gold on Deck

[Intro] Young Lo, Lil Quis, Soulja Boy, Hitman (?) God, Black Jesus (Shout out to my nigga Young Lo man) [Chorus] Gold on deck, Gold on deck bitch Gold on deck, Gold on deck nigga Gold on deck, Gold on deck bitch Gold on deck [Verse 1] Got 12 gold bars, Bitch im a superstar Riding in that white Bentley, Its my super car Riding with that yellow bitch I dick her down with super D Then she give me super head, Fuck around and flip the switch I came out the water, My Rain (Reign) like New Orleans Niggas think they fucking with me I place the order Glock on my shoulder, I swag like how I supposed to Gold on deck, Money sitting on a shoulder Nigga im so tatted up, Nigga im so swaggin When I drop Work remix like whats happening Ready for the action, Gold not platinum Fuck what you heard im that nigga in the trap man (?) apartments, We shooting in the darkness Everywhere I go man im looking like a goblin I gotta make a profit, (?) Young Dre, AKA get that money off me [Pre Chorus] Gold on deck, Everywhere I go nigga Gold on deck, When im in the store nigga Gold on deck, Fuck what you heard nigga Gold on deck, Nigga gold on deck [Chorus] Gold on deck, Gold on deck bitch Gold on deck, Gold on deck nigga Gold on deck, Gold on deck bitch Gold on deck [Verse 2] Nigga im the one, You dont want no problems I'll fuck around and call a hit man he'll solve it Ocean Gang mobbin, Ocean Gang splashin I came out the water, Im ready for the action Man im so swagged up, You niggas cannot feel it Im pretty boy mobbin, Dont make me... (Shhhh) Dont make me catch a murder case, Im feeling like i want to Riding through my hood, Man I'm toting on that Pump too Young Dre tell that nigga he could get jumped too Real ill shit, I Got the whole hood on beast mode Swag out the East Coast, Swag to the West Coast Get your baby mamma and I fuck her with the best stroke I fuck with the young niggas, Yeah we on that young nigga shit Gold on deck, Yeah this that young nigga clique All my niggas represent, In your motherfucking trap And im riding through the hood, With that pistol in my lap And they want me to go but I would never sell my soul And you ain't ever heard about that gold Gold on deck, We put a 100 and 4 more Man a pound of that drough, Meet me at the gold store [Chorus] Gold on deck, Gold on deck bitch Gold on deck, Gold on deck nigga Gold on deck, Gold on deck bitch Gold on deck [Verse 3] Nigga what you talkin, I been getting money Came out the water, My whole clique stunting Young nigga jumping, Fuck what he talking Disrespect Black Jesus that pistol coming off me Lil Dre, I walk around Fendi on that (?) Everywhere I go they saying Soulja you a problem Gold in my Wallet, I ain't talking cake tho Young nigga shit, Bitch I post up by LA tho Bitch pump your brake tho, My whole clique realer Gold mouth shawty so you know im gold grilling Chain worth a million, Gold to the ceiling Nigga when I die imma be worth bout a trillion I meant a 100 zillion, Man my life is priceless Riding through my hood and my ice is the whitest Fuck what you heard, (?) My price is the rightest Add another decimal, Chain like a (?) Chain is incredible, As it is, Old on my schedule So many hoes getting fucked on the regular [Outro] This that motherfucking Gold on Deck Mixtape nigga Im taking over everything, Bitch