Soulja Boy — Pocket Rocket

[Chorus] I got Bentley in the driveway On fire, like a fireplace Get the fuck up out of my way Get the fuck up out of my face You ain't getting no cash, then we cannot talk today I need this shit everyday, call the Plug up ándale (Aye, Aye) [Verse 1] If you getting no money then you better shut the fuck up I pulled out a Draco, you know I bust Then you get hit, out of luck Nigga, in my gun what I trust Nigga, you know that I'ma go up If you tell me that this shit up Pullin' on the block, then you know I bust Who Rich Gang getting money like us? I put 200 bricks in a truck I took off and you know that it's up If it's up, then you know it stuck Big ass chopper that'll leave him broke Big ass chopper that'll leave him poor Put him on the block, I'll slit his throat Two-three bullets, they on a boat Young Drako I whip, you know I be clean, I'm fresh like coke I be clean and fresh like soap I be clean and fresh like who? I be clean and fresh like who? All my diamonds they be new, all my hundreds they be blue But I swear to God, wish they was red I put money on your head My Lamborghini, an arm and leg Boy, you heard what the fuck I said I'll shoot your ass until you dead I'll shoot your ass until you dead [Chorus] I got Bentley in the driveway On fire, like a fireplace Get the fuck up out of my way Get the fuck up out of my face You ain't getting no cash, then we cannot talk today I need this shit everyday, call the Plug up ándale (Aye, Aye) [Verse 2] You know what's up Them bullets, they gon' bust In my gun what I trust And if he say it's up, then you knowing that it stuck there I be everywhere, and he ain't never there I be everywhere, my diamonds cold like February Niggas up, they fake These niggas play games like Solitaire Got diamonds in some solitaires Got baguettes and they in my ear Got baguettes, big ol' Bs Make the wrong move, I'll squeeze Put him on the block with the heat I'm hot, one million degrees Bust down Rollie, my sleeve These niggas be lame, and weird And, I don't need to know But I know, you try me, it's gon hit the store Whippin' dope on a boat Whippin' dope, clean like soap Sell a link, fake read Went off, hit a lick I just came back from a trip, in the kitchen I water whip Boy, you better not squeal, [?] [Chorus] I got Bentley in the driveway On fire, like a fireplace Get the fuck up out of my way Get the fuck up out of my face You ain't getting no cash, then we cannot talk today I need this shit everyday, call the Plug up ándale (Aye, Aye) Got bricks up in the driveway On fire, like a fireplace I had this shit my way, ain't enough cash Fuck up out of my face, fuck up out of my way No we can't talk today