Broke the Rim lyrics

by

Soulja Boy


[Intro: Soulja Boy]
Man you know what the f*ck going on, man
NBA in the trap n*gga
f*ck these n*ggas talking about, man
Get the f*ck out the way and [?]

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Mixing Margiela and some MCM
Standing in the trap jumping out the gym
In the kitchen whip my wrist then I swim
Fifty bricks later Soulja broke the rim
Broke the rim, I done broke the rim
Ballin' so hard, I done broke the rim
Broke the rim, broke the rim
Slam dunk, alley oop, broke the rim

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Soulja tell 'em going in
Stand in the trap and I jump out the gym
With my wrist whip a 10
f*ck with the fish and I'm making it swim
Thirty bricks in the pool
Young n*gga riding around with the tool
Try to ride you a fool
pus*y n*gga you get it, what it do
All my n*ggas know they ready
Tote a new choppa like I'm [?]
All of my n*ggas get deli
AK-47 my favorite weapon
f*ck with my n*ggas they shoot
22 bricks and it's all in the roof
Young Soulja know imma shoot
Riding around in a brand new coupe
Fifty-thousand in the back way
Thousand dollars on the Versace ash tray
Hop out the 'rari, the fat lane
Two pistols and I feel like Max Payne
Shoot a n*gga his damn brain
SOD Gang all on my damn chain
n*gga knowing what it is
Jump out the gym and I'm breaking the rim
[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Mixing Margiela and some MCM
Standing in the trap jumping out the gym
In the kitchen whip my wrist then I swim
Fifty bricks later Soulja broke the rim
Broke the rim, I done broke the rim
Ballin' so hard, I done broke the rim
Broke the rim, broke the rim
Slam dunk, alley oop, broke the rim

[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
Counting up money yeah, real street n*gga
In that motherf*cking 'rari do the dash n*gga
Hundred thousand duffel bag, everything cash n*gga
If you ain't getting no money, you ain't gon last n*gga
Bad b*tches on me
Bad b*tches want me
Young trap n*gga gotta focus on the money
Pull up in the Lamborghini, n*ggas looking funny
When the sun hit my chain, it will blind your doney
Thirty thousand on me n*gga all I do is swag
Fifty thousand on the tag, put that on the tab
Young rich n*gga flexing, put that on the gang
Buy new ring, ear ring and new chain
Gucci, Burberry, Fendi on my shoe strings
n*ggas too lame
n*ggas play games
I'm in that white Bentley thang, in the turning lane
I'm with your main thang, and she giving brain
[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Mixing Margiela and some MCM
Standing in the trap jumping out the gym
In the kitchen whip my wrist then I swim
Fifty bricks later Soulja broke the rim
Broke the rim, I done broke the rim
Ballin' so hard, I done broke the rim
Broke the rim, broke the rim
Slam dunk, alley oop, broke the rim

[Outro: Soulja Boy]
Moneeeeeeeeey!
Yeah man, you gotta stay focused and stay loyal in this sh*t n*gga. Street n*gga sh*t anything could go on n*gga...
Money!
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