Trial - Soulja Boy, Sean Kingston

My young nigga lost his trial, and he ain’t coming home

My young nigga be having conversations on the cellphone

That my nigga

That my nigga yeah

That my nigga yeah

Trappin all damb day, cause I gotta get payed

I been hustling since 4, made that money 4 ways

Gotta get it

Gotta get it

no no

Niggas ain’t

My dawgs don’t fold

And I’m by myself, but I gotta get it

I gotta get it

Switch up the flow

Niggas gon ride

All my niggas gon ride yeah

Your niggas ain’t bout it, your niggas don’t ride

All my niggas gon slide

We trap out the bando, we trap out the bando

Used to be broke, now

we move a piano

I remember like yesterday

Me and Soulja, 2007

Had them hits droppin like 7−11

I remember, niggas ain’t want it

Niggas ain’t talkin, niggas ain’t bout it

Yeah you flossing, nigga we got it

SOD turn up

We riding them foreigns yeah

I been stacking that paper, I been high all night

Jumpin pour up the purp

Gonna get murked

niggas gon try

Niggas ain’t with it, you niggas gon die

Smoking that strong yeah

Hop out the Coope

Hop out the Coope

I got the juice fasho

Look at the Rollie, and look at the Cuban

All of my diamonds so froze

I hop on the PJ, then I go do a show

50 K on the low

ApP watch it glo

Get to the cash

Get to the bands

Running it up

All of this cash

All of these bands

You know we gon stunt

Hop out the truck

Girls on us

Xan with the Lean

I switched your girl to Silene

Two kings

Hoppin out, Versace, everything on me clean

Everyday gon be new

Two cups full of juice

I just hopped out the Coope

Bentley truck hop out too

And we riding in foreigns

All this money is coming

All this money is pouring

Flying, I’m soring