Goin Down - Soulja Boy

Ayo, you go crazy

Draco

(Nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on, nigga, niggas play wit' nigga,

you nigga)

Ayo,

Rrr, uh

Nigga, nigga, serve it by the pound

I’m not Yung Joc, but it’s goin' down

Alotta sticks in this bitch, do not make a sound

Move it by the ton, move it by the pound

Move it by the hundon, move it by the thou'

Niggas opps in this bitch, shootin' in the crowd

Rrr, rrr, do not make a sound

I’m not Yung Joc, but it’s goin' down

Whip it in yo' face, like it’s hibachi

Big chopsticks that hold a hunnid, do karate

Nigga, cop the Hellcat, uh, cop the Maserati, uh (Yeah)

Cop the Lambo', yeah, cop the new Ferrari, yeah

Cop the new Mercedes, these bitches goin' crazy

Drop-top, do the dash, 12 can’t catch me (Yeah)

Drop-top, a hunnid bags, niggas tryna arrest me

The block ring and ring are worth a brand new Lexus (Gang)

Grills, Johnny Dang, wrist, Peter Marco

Hunnid K off of chasin' Ms at Wells Fargo

They know me by my face, I’ll bail out tomorrow

We got rich off Krispy Kremes and pounds of gelato, uh

We got rich off pullin' that stick like I hit the lotto, uh

Ridin' wit' a bad bitch, twerkin' like Mulatto, uh

Hellcat, do the dash like it’s Grand Theft Auto (Uh)

(Hellcat, do the dash like it’s Grand Theft Auto)

Nigga, nigga, serve it by the pound

I’m not Yung Joc, but it’s goin' down

Alotta sticks in this bitch, do not make a sound

Move it by the ton, move it by the pound

Move it by the hundon, move it by the thou'

Niggas opps in this bitch, shootin' in the crowd

Rrr, rrr, do not make a sound

I’m not Yung Joc, but it’s goin' down