Gucci Durag - Soulja Boy

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Gucci durag just check out my flag

Just walked in this bitch with a brand new bag

Pull up, Porsche, Check a flag

It ain’t Halloween Im walking 'round with the mac

In the trap with the strap and that mac on my lap

Ménage à trois in my gucci durag

She a bad ass bitch with a fake ass

I pull up Porsche truck and drop off a bag

Pull up im serving that and they know that shit

Look at my diamonds you ain’t even notice it

Walk in the mall with 20 thou' nigga I blow that shit

You pass me that backwood it ain’t no gas, imma throw that shit

Pull in the corvette and flex on you niggas

I’m Big Soulja Draco I dont fuck with you niggas

Bout 200 in the corvette had to get a ticket

Jumped out that bitch and i hopped in new Bentley

Pedal to the medal, Push it To the limit

In the trap I run circles round' niggas like fidget spinners

Condo came with versace slippers

SODMG records, nigga I bought the building

I just made another million (ooh)

I just serve and then i’m killin (Uhh)

In the trap in the kitchen throw fish in the skillet

V12 my engine just to be specific

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Ridin' round' town with a brick on me

You ain’t gotta ask, lil nigga I got that stick on me

Run up on gang you history

Where you get all that money from damn it’s a mystery

Sitting in the trap with that mac on my lap

Lil lame ass nigga, Know you ain’t getting no racks

I’m ridin' round' with that strap

Young nigga post up with a brick in the trap

Just sold a brick the other day

Left wrist cost a hundred k (100k)

Run up on gang and imma let that choppa spray

Got a brick of actavis in my trophy case

I just cashed out on another Wraith

If you ain’t getting no money get the fuck up out my face

Hit the cookie dope i;m Outerspace

Talkin shit nigga you know them bullets hit your face

Damn, Gucci durag

Ooh, Gucci durag

Ooh, ooh, Gucci durag

Uh, ooh, Gucci durag (Yeah)

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