Soulja Boy
That Nigga Not Me (Hopsin Diss)
[Intro]
Ay, yeah this the mother fuckin' CEO
I'm the mother fuckin- I made this shit
I’m the mother fucking founder
I’m the mother fucking
I’m the mother fucking CEO
Turn up!

I’m so fresh n***a
You wanna have swag
And checkin in
Get money like..

Huh huh huh n***a, n***a, n***a

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Man fuck that other n***a, ’cause that n***a on me
I’ll be so swagged up flying to this fucking streets
I got test on my own so you’re knowin what it be
Well I get your real friend and get fuck with [?]
I’ll be rhyme in my hood with the swag it go deep
The n***as hatin on me but I don’t give a damn
Put me Soulja Boy tell em I’ll be pulling all from yell
Got me Soulja Boy tell em I’ll be whippin it from bell
First of all my n***a boys havin
I rip go so deep and we can get it crack
I go n***as talk shit, man all them n***as fake
I bet my name soldier boy but bitch have a little drink
[Hook]
Fuck that other n***a ’cause that n***a ain’t me [x3]
Fuck that other n***a I’ll be off the streets
Fuck that other n***a ’cause that n***a ain’t me [x3]
Fuck that other n***a I’ll post it in the streets

[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
Man I’m bad, man I’m riving, is that a problem I’ve been resolving
N***a so shit got me Kay and out it to this knockin
I’ll be dray, I’ll be paid, I’ll be pulling up on blaze
I’ll be fuckin all these hoes
Yeah it’s the pre-boy game
I’ll be flexin with my chain
Charlie go with my arm and my God I’ma start
Am I go that swan, I’ma sell so long
’cause I wake up with my swag and I’m so much money
When is coming by the bag
Stacks on stacks on stacks is hair
Bitch you know what’s up
With my n***as with me and we don’t give a fuck
And I give my drinks other drinks and fuck the drink, hold the drink
It must cause a drink my chain and I’m like a rainbow so

[Hook]
Fuck that other n***a ’cause that n***a ain’t me [x3]
Fuck that other n***a I’ll be off the streets
Fuck that other n***a ’cause that n***a ain’t me [x3]
Fuck that other n***a I’ll post it in the streets
[Verse 3/Outro: Soulja Boy]
Omg, bitch no sell
I’ll be riding with my [?]
Fucking game in this bitch
Dray you know we’re pulling triggers
I’ll be tatted on my chest
I’ll be tatted on my back
So we got a fuckin Porsche
Damn rack, damn rack
Oh my God