Soulja Raggs lyrics

[Intro]
(It's another beat, baby)

[Verse 1: Nefew]
Basically call it public housin', see roaches crawlin' and sh*t
In the 'partments, I'm shootin' dice, I'm tryna make me a ten
In the mornin', it's ten o'clock, my mama makin' me grit
I just pulled up and served my unc', mama, he drinkin' again
Just meet me behind the 'partments and I can serve you a ten
See two n*ggas get pulled over, APD checkin' they VIN
See, he was tryna floss his sh*t, that's why I ain't go get them rim
Marble floors in the condo, the couch got elephant skin
Candy lady on the front porch, she smokin' on her a 'port
Crooked police, they just pulled in and they took everybody dope
n*ggas still got on they ski mask, they just came back from a lick
I'm in Biscayne, I'm in the back, I'm tryna score me a brick
I just re-ed up and bought sandwich bags, you can come get a zip
Auntie at the door, wanna wake up, keep beggin' for a nick
f*ckin' on them project b*tches sportin' them micros and tights
Out the sunroof of the G-Wagon with no shirt, rockin' ice

[Verse 2: Street Money Boochie]
Smash your ass, you think twice
Soulja rag on the right
Oh, it's Street Money army, got bombs and military device
Hundred round sh*t with that light
In the projects rockin' ice
Hit that dog b*tch with that pipe
Dirt bike poppin' wheelies through light
Temp fade, got this b*tch cut up nice
Hot boy sh*t, creep through the night
AR-15 with that sight
Dog sniffin' raw with that white
Bullets shoot out this b*tch like a tank
Soulja rag tied, this for Bank
Slowed up in this b*tch off a pint
Five-star, salute me with rank
[Verse 3: Trouble]
I told Weezy, “Give me the ki, give me the weed, give me the G, give me the MAC-10”
Let me see what's happening, that was me while these n*ggas was lacking
I was thugging with Detroit, wasn't a good day, these n*ggas relaxing
You was stressing 'bout that ho, I'm chasin' cho, I ain't want no taxes
My plan went sour
I don't wanna sell flour (Yeah)
I want a office in the tower (Yeah)
Though they bootin' by the hour (Yeah)
And I know you heard of ghost, but mine wasn't on Power
Ain't never seen the boy before, but let 'em give him a shower
We all f*cked up, so you know that we got dope dreams
Jumped off the porch mean, couldn't slow him down if you gave codeine
f*ck over both teams if you wasn't loyal and your ho eatin'
Scoob been showin' his ass with this cash, they tryna vote me (They hate me)
Out the game, I came right back and ripped some more jeans
Gangster sh*t, they want none of that, they call the police (Wanna make a report)
Hate me 'cause this b*tch on my back swallow my protein (Damn)
Project n*gga, still selling packs, b*tch, you don't know me

[Outro]
Scoob
Haha
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah