[Intro]
Zaytoven

[Chorus]
God damn, oh my God
God damn, oh my God
God damn, oh my God
God damn, oh my God
God damn, oh my God
God damn, oh my God
God damn, oh my God
God damn, oh my God
God damn, oh my God
God damn, oh my God
God damn, oh my God
God damn, oh my God
God damn, oh my God
God damn, oh my God
God damn, oh my God

[Verse]
Real n***a movement, young n***a year
Lookin' so fresh, you'd thought I was a queer
Feeling like Homer Simpson, drinkin' out a beer
Money in the front with the lean in the rear
Get him out of here, swag of the year
Young Soulja Boy, I went and tattooed all my tears
Damn, I had no fears, I feel like a bitch
Shouts out to Lil B, I'm sitting on my dick
Pull up to the trap, hoes like, "Damn"
All this fucking money, bitch, I think I'm Uncle Sam
Tatted on my wrist and my clip don't jam
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em in the kitchen cooking yams
Trap goin' ham, speakers going hammer
Took your main bitch, then I bammed her and I bammed her
Yeah, I rammed her then I jammed her
Nutted in her mouth, I fucked that bitch in Alabamer
Yeah