Soulja Raggs

[Intro]
(It's another beat, baby)

[Verse 1: Nefew]
Basically call it public housin', see roaches crawlin' and shit
In the 'partments, I'm shootin' dice, I'm tryna make me a ten
In the mornin', it's ten o'clock, my mama makin' me grit
I just pulled up and served my unc', mama, he drinkin' again
Just meet me behind the 'partments and I can serve you a ten
See two niggas get pulled over, APD checkin' they VIN
See, he was tryna floss his shit, that's why I ain't go get them rim
Marble floors in the condo, the couch got elephant skin
Candy lady on the front porch, she smokin' on her a 'port
Crooked police, they just pulled in and they took everybody dope
Niggas still got on they ski mask, they just came back from a lick
I'm in Biscayne, I'm in the back, I'm tryna score me a brick
I just re-ed up and bought sandwich bags, you can come get a zip
Auntie at the door, wanna wake up, keep beggin' for a nick
Fuckin' on them project bitches sportin' them micros and tights
Out the sunroof of the G-Wagon with no shirt, rockin' ice

[Verse 2: Street Money Boochie]
Smash your ass, you think twice
Soulja rag on the right
Oh, it's Street Money army, got bombs and military device
Hundred round shit with that light
In the projects rockin' ice
Hit that dog bitch with that pipe
Dirt bike poppin' wheelies through light
Temp fade, got this bitch cut up nice
Hot boy shit, creep through the night
AR-15 with that sight
Dog sniffin' raw with that white
Bullets shoot out this bitch like a tank
Soulja rag tied, this for Bank
Slowed up in this bitch off a pint
Five-star, salute me with rank

[Verse 3: Trouble]
I told Weezy, “Give me the ki, give me the weed, give me the G, give me the MAC-10”
Let me see what's happening, that was me while these niggas was lacking
I was thugging with Detroit, wasn't a good day, these niggas relaxing
You was stressing 'bout that ho, I'm chasin' cho, I ain't want no taxes
My plan went sour
I don't wanna sell flour (Yeah)
I want a office in the tower (Yeah)
Though they bootin' by the hour (Yeah)
And I know you heard of ghost, but mine wasn't on Power
Ain't never seen the boy before, but let 'em give him a shower
We all fucked up, so you know that we got dope dreams
Jumped off the porch mean, couldn't slow him down if you gave codeine
Fuck over both teams if you wasn't loyal and your ho eatin'
Scoob been showin' his ass with this cash, they tryna vote me (They hate me)
Out the game, I came right back and ripped some more jeans
Gangster shit, they want none of that, they call the police (Wanna make a report)
Hate me 'cause this bitch on my back swallow my protein (Damn)
Project nigga, still selling packs, bitch, you don't know me

[Outro]
Scoob
Haha
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah