Soulja Boy - Chun Li Lyrics

I dare a pussy nigga try me
In the trap selling dope kicking shit like Chun Li, Chun Li, Chun Li
Kicking shit like Chun Li
Selling brick, sippin' lean, kicking shit like Chun Li

They gotta trap on fire
Young nigga post up like street fighter
Riding the Lambo, no wire
I got the Lambo on fire
I got the house on fire
Brand new house like street fighter
I got the strap on fire, I got the strap on fire
I got snapped by the paparazzi
I was riding on the Kawasaki
Money coming on, in my body
Tattoos on my body, yeah she on my body
Hoppin' in molly, we up in finest
Hop on the Mazi I take off the Maserati
You know that they got the Bacardi
Young Soulja Boy, I don't go to the money
Go to the money, I go get the money
Kicking shit like I'm Chun Li nigga
Fuck around, you gon' dissapear
AK 47 hit his ear
He talking that shit but he last year
Then Soulja tell him, make him dissapear
30 thousand in the [?] ear
Sipping on lean [?]

I dare a pussy nigga try me
In the trap selling dope kicking shit like Chun Li, Chun Li, Chun Li
Kicking shit like Chun Li
Selling brick, sippin' lean, kicking shit like Chun Li

Money [?] like home alone
Pouring lean in my Styrofoam
Pussy nigga talking on the internet
I'm a send my killers straight to his home
Naked 47 hitting his dome
He thought he was on but now that nigga gone
Now they blowing my phone
Shout out my OG, he put me on
I put this shit then I [?]
Pussy nigga better not come to my zone
Made a million dollars off in my phone
I can trap and do this shit all alone
All my niggas, they get money
Hop out the [?] my shooters, they coming
Nigga talking better [?]
ATL, I'm the shit here
Hop in the Lambo, switch to the 6th gear
Young Soulja Boy I count big bills
15 thousand on my left ear
That AP, that Rollie look like a chandelier
Look at my diamonds go burr
I'm sipping on lean [?]

I dare a pussy nigga try me
In the trap selling dope kicking shit like Chun Li, Chun Li, Chun Li
Kicking shit like Chun Li
Selling brick, sippin' lean, kicking shit like Chun Li