Soulja Boy Tell’em - Getting Figures

Getting Figures Lyrics

Yah (ALL BLACK)

Niggas want (SOULJA BOY)

Niggas wanna see Soulja Boy (SODMG)

That's all we do man, we gon grind hard to get this money

Okay (OH YEAH)

Yah (SALUTE)

Stacks on deck, SODMG

This is ya boy Soulja Boy

You know what I'm sayin?

Foreign

Aight

That Nigga too beezy



All Black, All Black, All Black, All Black

You know it's a homicide when you see me in all black

All Black, All Black, All Black, All Black

When I pull up Maserati black, all black

All Black, All Black, All Black, All Black

It's a homicide when you see me in all black

All Black, All Black, All Black, All Black

I'm gonna sing it, yellin Maserati all black



(Verse 1)

Wussup? Got them stacks, 25 make it back

If I spend it man you know that Soulja gonna make it back

All black, all black, all black, all black

Homicides, suicides, shoot the dice, chain a wreck

Racks on racks, stacks on stacks

Back up in the trap

It took me a long time to come into this fuckin shit

Pour it up, flexin bitch, 24, I'm on my grind

I'm standing on my 2 feet, Louie, Gucci

Fendy, Rrari, Lamborghini on the scene

And paparazzi snappin pictures, my face is on the magazine

All black, stacked stacks

Back to back, motherfuck that im getting racks

SOD, I went and tatted that



All Black, All Black, All Black, All Black

It's a homicide when you see me in all black

All Black, All Black, All Black, All Black

Posted on the scene and my Maserati all black

All Black, All Black, All Black, All Black

It's a homicide when you see me in all black

All Black, All Black, All Black, All Black

Posted on the scene and my Maserati all black



(Verse 2)

Walked in, stepped in

50 bottles, bring em here

Stay Soulja Boy, money in the fuckin air

Got bricks in this bitch, diamond chandelier

200K damn each ear I’m out of here

This my year, what it be?

SOD, PTE

I'm rolling through the streets and everybody know about me

Tatted on my neck and chest

I'm the best, what it is?

Everybody know that Soulja Boy is worth 30mill

Pounds in the backroom seat

Bricks in the attic, niggas hatin on me

So I had to let em have it, what?

Whole crew savage, your main bitch a ratchet

AK47, I'mma motherfuckin blast



All Black, All Black, All Black, All Black

It's a homicide when you see me in all black

All Black, All Black, All Black, All Black

I pulled up to the scene and my Maserati all black

All Black, All Black, All Black, All Black

It's a homicide when you see me in all black

All Black, All Black, All Black, All Black

I pulled up to the scene and my Maserati all black



SOD man, Soulja

What can I do now?

All the girls on me man, you know what I mean?

2013 shit, pretty boy swag

You know SOD

Stacks on deck man



I'm fuckin with that nigga

Ridin round getting figures

Niggas mad cause I fucked that bitch, man

All black, all black

All black, ha ey

I be too fresh man, you know

5000 Dollar on a chine, on a shirt man

2000 out on the pants

It's a homicide when you see me in all black

Yo Soulja bring the jury box out my Nigga

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