Soulja Boy
Soulja Boy ft. Agoff - Moving (SEMATARY EDIT)
[Intro: Soulja Boy]
(Lil Keis on the beat, boy)
Swag
No instruments
Y'all already know, n***a
Cash everywhere
Sushi, truck

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Forty million salary, just like the NBA
All white everything like I’m in the KKK
Came with the throwaway, no instruments, I’m swimming
Young Soulja Boy gives a fuck, I keep it pimping
Hate on me, shootin' at my enemies
Ridin' down Ocean Drive and Agoff is with me
Sway 'til it's empty, looking like I’m on it
Everywhere I go, splash cash like I want it
Fuck what you heard, on my turf, that’s the west side
I came out the ground, just like the oil
N***as don’t want that mothеrfucking turmoil
Five hit your necklace, tеll the hoes respect the clique
Ocean Gang 2012, I’m splash
What the fuck you heard?
Came with that cash, bro, money on my chain, bro
Easy, everywhere is easy
Yellow diamond bezel, make that shit look easy
I’m freezing, I’m frozen, third eye open
Came with the forty clip like I 'posed to
On your sister while my face on the poster
Got swag on my shoulder, that case hits, you’re gone
[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Hustler, hustling, juugin', juugin'
Workin', workin', movin', movin'
Soulja, Agoff, Soulja, Ocean
Hustlin', movin', juugin', juugin'
I came with the master plan, forty racks to understand
Young Soulja Boy, God damn, man, I been the man
Been a fan, yeah, I know you like this
Yeah, I know I’m iced up, try to get like us

[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
It don’t even matter, I be posted up by the lake
Hollow-tips penetrate, don’t make me demonstrate
God damn, I been on this cat, Kim K
God damn, I been on the track
Boy, you late, god damn
It's Agoff, go ahead and take off
Don’t want a n***a to cook the place up
God damn, the place up
Just like a horse shoe, I'm on you
Young Soulja Boy came out just like forty-two

[Verse 3: Agoff]
Agoff ain’t gotta prove shit, I hustle hard
I don't got to talk about the money 'cause I got it boy
Five star general, Ocean Gang got the money n***as can’t fuck with
Now I’m on some other shit
Cali life, live it, hustle everyday
Do this shit, bitch is pimping
Man, I’m from a whole 'nother motherfuckin' dimension
Came out that water and don’t even got a mention
Bitches on my dick and shit
I don't give a fuck them n***a, talkin' hittin' licks and shit
Bitch, I still buy the zip, ride alright until the end
[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Hustler, hustling, juugin', juugin'
Workin', workin', movin', movin'
Soulja, Agoff, Soulja, Ocean
Hustlin', movin', juugin', juugin'
I came with the master plan, forty racks to understand
Young Soulja Boy, God damn, man, I been the man
Been a fan, yeah, I know you like this
Yeah, I know I’m iced up, try to get like us

[Outro: Soulja Boy]
Agoff, no instruments, no instruments
Lil Keis is filthy rich
Soulja Boy got fifty bricks (Lil Keis on the beat, boy)
No instruments