Soulja Boy — No Hook 2

[Verse] Trap out the Demon Trap out the Hellcat Walk in the mall and I spend me a hundred racks That nigga start it, but Soulja Boy finished it If I go spend it, you know I'ma make it back Mini Draco on me, you know it'll spray you flat Poppin' two pills, now I'm feelin' like limitless Ride in a foreign, I used to ride spinnin less Poppin' a pill, I feel like I'm Ritalin I'm fuckin' your bitch, does that solve your mystery? Young Drako my name, you know I made history M (Million) is a lot to you, but it ain't shit to me Run up on gang, you know I'm leaving you 6 feet Open the back door, nigga go creep-creep I'm fuckin' your bitch, you know she a freak-freak Bands'll make her dance, RiRi Young Drako my name, I know they remember me How you acting like you a friend of me? Cock back the pistol, I shoot at my enemies When one of these pussy ass rap niggas gonna come finish me? Smoking on dope, I feel like I'm fishing VVS plug, I don't fuck with middlemen Who is this nigga, I never heard of him Hop in the Lamborghini, then I swerve on them Smoking on cream, I'm sippin' on purple Young nigga geeked up, like Urkel VVS diamond my water, Squirtle I'm in your bitch, just like a [?] [?] orders I got them bricks, that ship cross the border I hit the Mexico, I jump the wall Living my best life, just like Duval I got this shit from LA, out of New York Smell like a pound when I'm up in court Ballin' so I'm hard, like I'm on a court Flexin' on these broke niggas like it's a sport Lambo to [?], they know who I am Pop out with Draco, that chopper go blam Catch me if you can, like Gingerbread Man Riding 'round town with a hundred and fifty bands Rollin' up green, gas, Shrek Pourin' up red, blood, Hi-Tech Try to finesse me, you know you get wet Shout out my squad, shout out my set Try to rob, we leaving a mess This is not school, so nigga don't test Cuban the link and it sit on my neck Back in High School, I was serving that crack Sippin' on lean, I think I need a doctor Back in High School, I had M's sittin' in my locker [?] you got it That ain't shit, I got racks in my pocket Young Drako, nigga took off like a rocket Young rich nigga, fly as a cockpit Say he get money, fuckboy stop it Stack up an M, gettin' money my hobby Made me an M, they think I'm 'Luminati Cop a hotel, then nigga run 'round in the lobby Every time that I drop, they go cop it Fuckin' your bitch, now she giving me sloppy Jump out the Demon, I feel like the GOAT Two-two-three bullets, they hit at your throat I kept on servin' and trappin', young nigga I'm bold VVS diamond, my necklace in gold Stand in the kitchen, that strap with a pole, my elbows Came a long way from rockin' them shell toes Young Drako, nigga I was strapped like velcro Cookin' that crack with my wrist in a circle [?] like bow and an arrow Covered in gold, they callin' me Pharoah Cuban the link and I used to rock [?] Pourin' Hi-Tech, drop a deuce in my styrofoam