soulja boy - trap sauce lyrics
[intro: soulja boy]
mango
soulja
young rich n_ggas, gang
gang gang
yeah n_gga
you know what the f_ck going on
real northside sh_t
[verse 1: soulja boy]
i’m getting to the money n_gga, the f_ck you think this is?
b_tch i was rich before i even had a deal
call up the plug, i pour up a whole seal
bust down my roli, i iced out [?]
me and mango, we bout to take a trip
hit the highway with a hundred and fifty bricks
hop out the rari looking like the president
[chorus: soulja boy]
trap sauce dripping on my [?]
trap sauce, i’m having that trap sauce
trap sauce, i’m dripping in trap sauce
f_cking your b_tch, i’m blowing her back out
post in the trap house, shooters with macs out
trap sauce, dripping all in the bentley coope
hop out the rari, you know that my n_ggas shoot
f_cking your b_tch, you know what i’m bout to do
trap sauce dripping on my [?]
[verse 2: soulja boy]
[?] put it in the air
money gang n_ggas don’t shoot in the air
you safe in your hood, don’t come over here
big mac 11 shoot him in the [?]
i take the bricks, i make them disappear
that’s not a new b_tch, i f_cked that b_tch last year
hit the wrong spot, n0body was there
in the rari switching to the 5th gear
i been having [?]
trappin, riding around with that fellony
grippin that draco, ain’t no n_gga testing me
stand in the trap, and [?] whole thing
see a hundred everytime [?]
in zone 1 serving that cocaine
get the f_ck back, n_gga don’t know me
[?] whole thing
[?] moving so slowly
bought a brick, could’ve bought me a roli
catch me in the trap, i’m grippin that cobi
drive that mazerati just like it’s stolen
i got that bag on me, they say i’m holding
look at my pinky ring, sh_t frozen
i got them keys, keys zaytoven
[?] on my bentley, i’m rolling
[chorus: soulja boy]
trap sauce dripping on my [?]
trap sauce, i’m having that trap sauce
trap sauce, i’m dripping in trap sauce
f_cking your b_tch, i’m blowing her back out
post in the trap house, shooters with macs out
trap sauce, dripping all in the bentley coope
hop out the rari, you know that my n_ggas shoot
f_cking your b_tch, you know what i’m bout to do
trap sauce dripping on my [?]
[verse 3: mango foo]
trap sauce, i got the dab flew
jim carey, bring the mask through
got some people at your door with bad news
came from trappin, serving out of bathrooms
hit the pot, i gotta get the extras
body slam a brick like wrestlers
make your ho give me top in a tesla
then i leave her, cause i got the best of her
yrn, and they say we some loonitics
going [?] in the pot like i’m ludacris
i just bust down my watch with some lugy spit
i’m a thief in the night, i’m a hooligin
i don’t rap, n_gga i really do this sh_t
yeah yeah you got guns, shoot that sh_t
imma beat the pot, black and blue the sh_t
i remix the rock, dope on my [?]
[chorus: soulja boy]
trap sauce dripping on my [?]
trap sauce, i’m having that trap sauce
trap sauce, i’m dripping in trap sauce
f_cking your b_tch, i’m blowing her back out
post in the trap house, shooters with macs out
trap sauce, dripping all in the bentley coope
hop out the rari, you know that my n_ggas shoot
f_cking your b_tch, you know what i’m bout to do
trap sauce dripping on my [?]
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