Soulja Boy — Max Payne

[Intro] The MPC Cartel A-A-A-Akachi Beats Yeah Yeah, yeah Kylen on the beat Rich Gang, Stunna, Soulja Ayy [Chorus] Fifty thousand AP, it's gon' make you blind (Yeah) Young rich nigga fell in love wit' the dollar sign Hit the PJ wit' the bricks just like all the time (Ayy) Grab the Draco, shoot it up like the Columbine (Yeah) Call up my jeweler, he pull up wit' ice chains (Yeah) Two pistols on my hip like Max Payne Post in the hood, hunnid K on a dice game (Yeah) Look at my wrist, my Rollie did the hurricane (Ayy) Fifty thousand AP, it's gon' make you blind (Yeah, yeah) Young rich nigga fell in love wit' the dollar sign Hit the PJ wit' the bricks just like all the time Grab the Draco, shoot it up like the Columbine Call up my jeweler, he pull up wit' ice chains (Boom) Two pistols on my hip like Max Payne (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Post in the hood, hunnid K on a dice game (Yeah, yeah) Look at my wrist, my Rollie did the hurricane [Verse] Look at my AP, I'm in the AP gang My trap be boomin', nigga, I'm doin' my damn thing Junkies hit the door, they knock at my door, they leave And they comin' right back like a boomerang Half a chicken, spent it on my pinky rang Me and Birdman ridin' a fire flame Rich Gang, lil' nigga, we savages Zone 1, I was servin' that cocaine Came in the trap, I was servin' that Mary Jane Sixteen, hit the pot wit' the hurricane Buscemi feet when I stand in the trap And I'm whippin' that dope, and niggas sellin' e'rythang Sippin' CÎROC, but no, I'm not Diddy Look at the Apple watch, it cost me a fifty Grab the Maserati and slide through the city Hop out the whip, I'm whippin' that Whitney (Uh) [Chorus] Fifty thousand AP, it's gon' make you blind (Yeah) Young rich nigga fell in love wit' the dollar sign (Yeah, yeah) Hit the PJ wit' the bricks just like all the time (Ayy, ayy) Grab the Draco, shoot it up like the Columbine (Yeah, yeah) Call up my jeweler, he pull up wit' ice chains (Yeah) Two pistols on my hip like Max Payne (Rrr, uh) Post in the hood, hunnid K on a dice game (Yeah, yeah) Look at my wrist, my Rollie did the hurricane (Ayy) Fifty thousand AP, it's gon' make you blind (Yeah, yeah) Young rich nigga fell in love wit' the dollar sign Hit the PJ wit' the bricks just like all the time (Yeah, yeah) Grab the Draco, shoot it up like the Columbine (Yeah, rrr) Call up my jeweler, he pull up wit' ice chains (Boom, yeah, yeah) Two pistols on my hip like Max Payne (Yeah, ayy, yeah) Post in the hood, hunnid K on a dice game (Uh) Look at my wrist, my Rollie did the hurricane (Soulja)