[Intro]
Yuh, Better Late Than Never, man
(Uh, Soulja)

[Verse 1]
I'm back in this bitch, whipping my wrist
Young n***a rich, I fly with a fish
You know I'm legit
These n***as talking like they getting to the bricks
N***as ain't shit, you broke as a bitch
N***a you know I hit licks
Soulja Boy Tell Em' came up from them bricks
25 M's I'm on the Forbes list
400 million lil' n***a I did it
Talk to the motherfucking plug
Soulja he keeping the drugs
I go get the money i'm gone
Skrrt to your trap and I buy what I want
Pull up and say what I want
Young n***a pull up with bricks and a phone
Scrape out the powder the bowl
Trapping so hard n***a won't tell a soul
A young n***a traveled the globe
Smoking on pound pouring O
N***a just look at my clothes
All of my VVS diamonds on froze
Look at your bitch now she gone
Look at your bitch I'm a king on her throne (Ooh)
Look at your bitch how she chose, I just dumped all on her no
SOD gang i'm cold, after this bitch man we trap after show
Bricks they under the floor
Fuck with lil' Soulja that choppa gon' blow
I just been pourin the Act
Slide through the show and i'm gripping the Mac (aye)
All of my shooters they pack (yuh)
All of my shooters stay strapped
[Chorus]
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[Verse 2]
Talk to the plug they don't know where I'm from
Diamonds a mountain of Babylon
Look at my [?] like Megatron
Look at my wrists like honeycomb
Bitches they talking but ain't got no money
I pull to the trap, and ain't shit funny
Lil' Soulja chasing more money like sunny
You run up on me I hit you in your stomach
Know that my n***as they keep it 100
Came out the trap wrap you up like a mummy
All of my n***as be geekin' like zombies
Pull the chopper, he ain't taking nothing from me
SOD gang, yeah I got my own shoes
Post to your block and I sit on 22s
Soulja Boy Tell Em' man we put it to the crew
Call up my shooter you know they gon' shoot (Aye)
I fuck that bitch in the lam (Aye)
I hop ???
N***a know I got them bands (Hey)
Serve a n***a 100 Xanz (Aye)
I'm in the kitchen with my wrist though (wrist though)
N***a ball cause i'm getting there (getting there)
N***a mad cause i'm stacking (stacking)
On you n***as I be shitting
(Hey, ayy, hey, hey, hey) I just took that n***a bitch (Damn)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah) I just VV'd my wrist (My wrist)
Rodney Harrison bustdown
Hitting your block in the squad like touchdown
You talking n***a what now
Pull on the block with the chopper i'm shooting right now
[Chorus]
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[Interlude]

(Hey Hey Hey)
Soulja, you know how we rocking
Stacks On Deck Money Gang SODMG man (Yeah) (Aye Aye Aye)
Rich n***a shit
It's your boy Soulja i'm in the building

[Verse 3]
Hop out the 'Rari, then skrrt
All these girls on me right now
I'm gonna go hand her the Perc'
Give that young bitch a new perm (Ayy)
Hop out the motherfucking vert (Ayy)
Young n***a know I'm berserk (Ayy)
Put your face on a shirt (Ayy)
I'm rolling a pound of the purp' (Ayy)
Backwoods and I'm straight
Fuck that bitch 'til she squirt
N***a try me he get murked (Ayy, ayy)
Soulja
S-Beezy let's get it