I'm Bout Tha Stax (intro) - Soulja Boy

I’m 'bout the swag, I’m 'bout the ice, I’m 'bout to cop me one tonight

I don’t really care the price, 'cause my bankroll right

Ridin' on Toyola, on Pinolla, that’s just how we get it though

Choppin' ola, I was holdin', forty-five, listen though

Forty-five, take your stash to buy them new Dickie’s, man

And a S.O.D.

charm piece, man, that’s fifty grand

Arab tatted up and gathered up the whole guap

S.O.D.

gang six figures quarter-million copped, 'cause

I’m 'bout the cars, I’m 'bout the swag

I’m 'bout the whip, I’m 'bout the rag

I’m 'bout the bricks, I’m 'bout the flips

I’m 'bout the chips, I’m 'bout the dips

I’m 'bout the stacks, stacks (Tall), stacks, stacks (Tall)

I’m 'bout the stacks, stacks (Tall), stacks, stacks (Tall)

I’m 'bout the cars, I’m 'bout the swag

I’m 'bout the whip, I’m 'bout the rag

I’m 'bout the bricks, I’m 'bout the flips

I’m 'bout the chips, I’m 'bout the dips

I’m 'bout the stacks, stacks (Tall), stacks, stacks (Tall)

I’m 'bout the stacks, stacks (Tall), stacks, stacks (Tall)

I’m 'bout the bank, I’m 'bout to vault

I’m 'bout the this ain’t what you thought

I’m ridin' clean, I got guap

I’m doin' me I’m on the top

I’m 'bout the ice, I’m 'bout the shine

I’m 'bout the work, I’m 'bout the grind

I’m 'bout to get 'em, got 'em, see 'em, saw

Gettin' every dollar though

When you see me pop your collar

I’ma throw out every dollar

Soulja Boy’s not a scholar, bank is full of million dollars

Get 'em S.O.D.

we got 'em, scream S.O.D.

we holla

Too much swag, yes, we ballin', I’m a money hauler

I’m 'bout the cars, I’m 'bout the swag

I’m 'bout the whip, I’m 'bout the rag

I’m 'bout the bricks, I’m 'bout the flips

I’m 'bout the chips, I’m 'bout the dips

I’m 'bout the stacks, stacks (Tall), stacks, stacks (Tall)

I’m 'bout the stacks, stacks (Tall), stacks, stacks (Tall)

I’m 'bout the cars, I’m 'bout the swag

I’m 'bout the whip, I’m 'bout the rag

I’m 'bout the bricks, I’m 'bout the flips

I’m 'bout the chips, I’m 'bout the dips

I’m 'bout the stacks, stacks (Tall), stacks, stacks (Tall)

I’m 'bout the stacks, stacks (Tall), stacks, stacks (Tall)

Man, I’m a trap-a-holic rap-a-holic hustler

Down on your decimal, make me a customer

S.O.D.

machine don’t need no cash register

All the money added up, pass me the duffle

Bag full of grands, a couple bands, understand

I’m the man when I land overseas in Japan

I seen you wishin' he’da quit it you can’t get like me

A lot of rappers mad 'cause they can’t make no hits like me

I’m 'bout the cars, I’m 'bout the swag

I’m 'bout the whip, I’m 'bout the rag

I’m 'bout the bricks, I’m 'bout the flips

I’m 'bout the chips, I’m 'bout the dips

I’m 'bout the stacks, stacks (Tall), stacks, stacks (Tall)

I’m 'bout the stacks, stacks (Tall), stacks, stacks (Tall)

I’m 'bout the cars, I’m 'bout the swag

I’m 'bout the whip, I’m 'bout the rag

I’m 'bout the bricks, I’m 'bout the flips

I’m 'bout the chips, I’m 'bout the dips

I’m 'bout the stacks, stacks (Tall), stacks, stacks (Tall)

I’m 'bout the stacks, stacks (Tall), stacks, stacks (Tall)

Cars, swag, whip, rag

Bricks, flips, chips, dips

Stacks (Tall), stacks, stacks, stack (Tall)

I’m 'bout the stacks, stacks (Tall), stacks, stacks (Tall)

I’m 'bout the cars, swag, whip, rag

Bricks, flips, chips, dips

Stacks (Tall), stacks, stacks, stack (Tall)

I’m 'bout the stacks, stacks (Tall), stacks, stacks (Tall)