Don’t Go Outside lyrics

by

Soulja Boy


[Intro]
Man we rocking to the motherf*cking top, like I said man, Hoop Life mixtape man, we don't take nothing from nobody, we got b*tches, we got money, we got swag, before everything we based, Aye, Imma tell you something man, tiny pants everything, b*tch Mob in this motherf*cka, we got b*tches

[Verse 1]
f*ck you new n*ggas, man that's how I feel
And f*ck you old n*ggas, man that's how I feel
50 grand show b*tch, no deal
Sweet talking me, b*tch you'll get yo ass killed
Man you broke ass promoters can't book me
f*ck ten thousand n*gga, what the lick read?
f*ck holding weight b*tch, what the zip be?
Robbed the drug dealer, all my zips free
In Miami with a young b*tch
Quit talking about the law I'm not dumb b*tch
n*gga motherf*ck the law I'm eating crumbs b*tch
And I broke the b*tch jaw in one-on-one b*tch
Leave me alone, I work too hard
I'm that b*tch with a green card
Man this life is a f*cking gamble
So I discipline b*tches and set examples

[Hook] x2
I murk young n*ggas and I murk old n*ggas
I don't go outside no mo n*gga
I'm doing life in my mansion
With these bad b*tches dancing
[Verse 2]
I'm just trying to eat, bruh can you put me on
It's not my fault a n*gga dealt shady cards
I hit my licks and b*tch I took a charge
I'm so filthy rich, boy I swear to god
If you come from the hood you know my problem
I step straight outside, them n*ggas started choppin'
Erybody in the club, just started howling
When he gave me that look I know he got problems
I never start sh*t, I'm the one to end it
I told them n*ggas it's Thanksgiving
Man f*ck them n*ggas like it's Thanksgiving
I ride through that city, with the chopper spinning
In the suburbs, n*gga, with the guns and dope
THIS IS NOT JUST A BLACK THING NO MO!
I pimp myself n*gga like a pimp a ho
Man tell me sh*t hot man you need to go

[Hook] x2

[Verse 3]
How you gon' eat, b*tch how you gon' sleep?
I'm geeked off the fame I can't f*cking sleep
Keep my eyes open, all my eyes open
n*ggas try to play me, b*tch that iron totin'
I don't gotta play games, I'm not the best actor
Just because you a nerd, don't mean you a backpacker
This is backpack rap with the dope in it
This that underground rap with that coke in it
A little weed, let me roll a blunt
I'm off to LA with my n*ggas
I'm off to LA with my n*ggas
I'm out in LA f*cking b*tches
And Lil B, n*gga this for real
Drive Maybach b*tch and I'm popping pills
I don't talk sh*t, b*tch that will get you killed
...b*tch
[Hook] x2
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