[Verse 1: Soulja Boy] Real nigga movement, young nigga year Lookin so fresh, you'd thought I was a queer Feeling like homer simpson drinkin out a beer Money in the front, with the lean in the rear Get him out of here, swag of the year Young Soulja Boy, I went and tattooed all my tears Damn I had no fears, I feel like a bitch Shoutouts to Lil B, I'm sitting on my dick Pull up to the trap, hoes like damn All this fucking money, bitch I think I'm uncle sam Tatted on my wrist and my clip don't jam Soulja Boy Tell Em, in the kitchen cooking yams Trap goin ham, speakers going hammer Took your main bitch, then I bammed her and I bammed her Yeah, I rammed her than I jammed her Nutted in her mouth I fucked that bitch in Alabamer