b*tches Goin Ham lyrics

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
I'm So f*cking Rich Man (soulja)
Smokin on da pisert (soulja)
Hold up b*tch get back , Shoot Em With Da AK
5 On My Chest Swaggin With Dat V-Neck
S.O.D b*tch Man Were So Up There
Man Were Gettin Money, Roll The Dice hoe
S.O.D b*tch, My Chain Make A LightShow
Big Money n*gga, Big Money Figga
b*tch Made Haters, Balling Like The Lakers (Kobe)
b*tch I'm Getting Paper, In Dat Navigator
I'm In Dat New Buggati, Smoking In That Gati
12 Gauge Shawty, Shooting Up the Party
9 On Me Shawty. Surfing Going Naughty

[Hook]
b*tches Going Ham [x8]

[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
b*tch I'm So Swagged Up, b*tch I Gotta Work
S.O.D b*tch, Rolled Up From My Shirt
High 30 Flights, In The f*ckin Air
Rick Hulk Hogan, Neck Rick Flair
Im hollin, Just like lil b smokin' on that sh*t
Higher than a b*tch, n*gga check my wrist
Fifty thousand racks, SOD boy 365 taxs
365 black, b*tches going dummy
Smokin color (color) same gummy
Damn Rambo (Rambo) eating gumbo
Smokin thrax, loud pack
All black everything I'm lookin' like a king
SOD boys let my f*ckin' jewelry bling
Put that on everything, I'm worth a bout a billion
You can call me Bill Gates, smoking out the window
Loud pack b*tch playing hoes like Nintendo
Shout out to my to my friends doe, shout out to my kinfolk
Money in my Findo, 300 on the floor
SOD b*tch, money like galore Oh my God
b*tches goin' ham [x7]
Circles circles (circles) like a cyclone
I'm gone, I'm gone. 30 thousand