"Soulja Season" lyrics

Ayy, ayy
You already know, man
Ayy, ayy, Draco
The first rapper doing this shit
Yeah, ayy, ayy, yeah
Yeah (Draco), yeah

Soulja season, Soulja season
Soulja season, Soulja season
Soulja season, nigga, I ain't tryna fuckin' talk
Tryna count this motherfuckin' guap

Black card, black rims, black bitch, I'm really rich
Nigga play with gang, all my [?] boy about to [?]
White hoes livin' like the president
Get rich, bitch, I think I'm 50 Cent
Slide on 'em, ride on 'em, bitch, we outside on 'em
Soulja season, beef with niggas, nigga, ain't no Peach Streeting
Ran out some M's, I broke my wrist, I think they mad at me
Two chains on my neck, I'm the swag daddy
White wrist, white bitch, back up in drip, king
Flippin' on my wrist, nigga leanin' like a kickstand
Take the jet to Brazil, then I'm out in [?]
Back to West Atlanta, 'bout to make the door slam

Soulja season, Soulja season
Soulja season, Soulja season
Soulja season, nigga, I ain't tryna fuckin' talk
Tryna count this motherfuckin' guap

Bad Puerto Rican, that's my baby mama
Uh, hundreds of shots for any opponent
Soulja season, nigga, y'all niggas don't want it
Sold out my show, I won a hundred for it
Pour it up, stand on 'em, Lamb' truck, Rolls truck
Yellow wrist, Cartier wrist, that went frozed up
Took a nigga bitch, she didn't choke up
AK-47 hit your nose up
Damn, Draco, I didn't [?] up
Ran out my M's, nigga, I'm poured up
Westside's on one, but I told up
Sippin' on lean 'til I throw up

Soulja season, Soulja season
Soulja season, Soulja season
Soulja season, nigga, I ain't tryna fuckin' talk
Tryna count this motherfuckin' guap

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