Lyrics Johnny Cage - Soulja Boy

Johnny Cage

Damn, these niggas broke as a motherfucka, bro, what the fuck goin' on, bro?
I’m not on enough, gettin' money 'round, this motherfucka wet
What you lookin' at, nigga?
Head shot, face shot
Uh, uh, bust down everything
Two chains on me, nigga, I let it bang
I ain’t check the shit, I’m walkin' the door, strap, must not know my name
Two pistols on my hip like I’m Max Payne
On the save, VVS my chain, I’m SOD Money Gang
Bust down Cartier came from Johnny Dang
Air out on the freeway, double R, nigga, it not a thang
Two thousand cash for these buffets, dark frames like Johnny Cage
Hunnid fifty thou' cash in the save, fuckin' America Express
Head shot, face shot, gang nigga reachin' for my nck
It’s a water, water wet, Audmars Piguet and a new Patek
I jumped off the porch and I jumped on a jet
Jump, jump, jumped on a jet
Uh, uh, niggas mad, get here with the TEC
Uh, seven-six-two, two-two-three, bullets hit the hardest
On this private jet, big Boeing, I went to the forest
Bust down, bust down, bust down my Rollie
Double R, double R, he actin' like he know me
Big stick on me, air knock down your big homie
F&N on the backseat, who gon' pick on me?
Uh, uh, uh, uh, I’m a dumb mind
Nigga get DP, jump like the lunch line
Bling, bling, blaow, lookin' at the water on my neck like wow
F&N spray the crowd, nigga, on gang
Uh, uh, bust down everything
Two chains on me, nigga, I let it bang
I ain’t check the shit, I’m walkin' the door, strap, must not know my name
Two pistols on my hip like I’m Max Payne
On the save, VVS my chain, I’m SOD, Money Gang
Bust down Cartier came from Johnny Dang
Air out on the freeway, double R, nigga, it not a thang
Two thousand cash for these buffets, dark frames like Johnny Cage
Bust down, bust down, VVS on my teeth, nigga (Bust down)
Buy a new chain every week, nigga
SOD the gang, I fell in love with beef, nigga
Murder gang, money gang, I hang with some street niggas
Seven-six-two, bullets knock down the street, nigga
Fifty thousand for my feet, nigga, I gotta eat, nigga
Homie, twenty-five thousand on CashApp every week, nigga
Have to get money, it’s out, sixteen, how the fuck you mad at me, nigga?
On the set, nigga, whatever you did, I been did that
Big, big choppa blow his whole wet bag
Big, big Backwood, I smoke for a week, nigga
Three point five, we was smokin' on back fourteen, nigga, on gang
Big ice gang, big ice chain
Two pistols on me, I spray the whole gang
Messin' with the squad, nigga, you must be insane
I done bust down the Cartier and I’ma bust down my frames, nigga, on my gang
On my set (Soulja)
Niggas bitch
What’s wrong with y’all niggas, nigga?
Y’all know what the fuck goin' on, make the room move (Prr), gon' doubt it