SoufAtlantaSanta Lyrics

Ay, this Laflare entertainment song with DJ Ace, right

And it's going down in 2006 baby

Check it out

Finna do this shit for all my street niggas

All my thug niggas, all my trap niggas you know what I'm talmmout

Yeh, Lets Go

This is for the street niggas, You ain't in the streets nigga

This a fucking gangsta party two pistols like I'm Pete nigga

Five years old I thought I was So Icy Boy in 2006

They thought I was John Wick I hopped out chased em with that stick

They call me " Souf Atlanta Santa" how I ran off with his pack

Stop posting that boy on instagram he never coming back

They thought that boy was "Hard to Kill" I hit em above the neck

Police called his mama to ID the body she had a heart attack

"No Pad, No Pencil" this a freestyle came off the fucking dome

I'm feeling like James Harden send a rocket through his home

If we ain't beefing bout my skrilla get the fuck up off my phone

Make that lil boy duck in traffic I don't give a fuck what he on

This is for the street niggas, You ain't in the streets nigga

This a fucking gangsta party two pistols like I'm Pete nigga

Five years old I thought I was So Icy Boy in 2006

They thought I was John Wick I hopped out chased em with that stick

They call me " Souf Atlanta Santa" how I ran off with his pack

Stop posting that boy on instagram he never coming back

They thought that boy was "Hard to Kill" I hit em above the neck

Police called his mama to ID the body she had a heart attack

"No Pad, No Pencil" this a freestyle came off the fucking dome

I'm feeling like James Harden send a rocket through his home

If we ain't beefing bout my skrilla get the fuck up off my phone

Make that lil boy duck in traffic I don't give a fuck what he on

Catch a opp inside the club

Bust his brain like Flocka Flame

I ain't no dog

Imma wild animal

I swear I can't get tamed

I'm so 10 I pull up on a nigga

Take that nigga stain

Put that pistol on his head

Make em cry this on the gang

You can Run Forrest Run

But you still ain't gone get far

Put the switch on the Glock

With a 50 round drum

Everybody got one in this car

I'm bust that bitch til my finger gone numb

Free body on me like a nigga at Nam

They calling me the Godfather

I'm feeling like the Don

This is for the street niggas, You ain't in the streets nigga

This a fucking gangsta party two pistols like I'm Pete nigga

Five years old I thought I was So Icy Boy in 2006

They thought I was John Wick I hopped out chased em with that stick

I'ma street nigga dawg

Everybody know that

So a hater get smashed

Bond money on deck

Gave my dawg half a brick for a 73 dunk

Got that bullfrog yay cause I know its gone jump