Lyricist : Devon Francis

Composer : Devon Francis

[Chorus]

Damn, damn

Bitches messed me

Niggas dissed me, niggas dissin' (Soulja)

Said I fell off (Okay, yeah), bo-boy trippin' (Okay, yeah)

Who you kiddin'? (Okay, yeah)

Yeah, my money tall as ****, it touch the ceilin' (Yeah, damn, damn)

'Member I was broke, I hate the feelin' (Okay, yeah)

Baby, pop that X, how you feelin'? (Okay, yeah)

Made a lot of money, made a killin'

I get fly as **** for a livin' (Fly as ****)

****in' on your ho while you chillin'

Said she need some time, need some healin', yeah

Took her to my crib, and I dicked her down (Down)

I was ridin' fast, ayy, she like, ''Slow it down'' (Slow it down)

Diamonds wet as ****, ayy, I might ****in' drown (****in' drown)

Dropped out of school, I don't got no cap and gown (Cap and gown)

Got rich of a sound, she like, ''How that sound?'' (Yеah)

Yes, I know I'm blessed, okay, I got paid likе yesterday

I feel like the man today, I'm feelin' my best today

I feel like the man, yeah, man, **** this b***h on camera

Bitch, I feel like Teen X, baby, pop this X, yes

I got hoes in LA, I got hoes in Texas

Count up, know I'm restless

What I'm wearin', you can't get this

I got hoes, I got mistresses (You feel that in the air? It's Soulja season)

[Chorus]

Damn, damn

Bitches messed me

Niggas dissed me, niggas dissin' (The biggest, Soulja)

Said I fell off (Okay, yeah), bo-boy trippin' (Okay, yeah)

Who you kiddin'? (Okay, yeah)

Yeah, my money tall as ****, it touch the ceilin' (Yeah, damn, damn)

'Member I was broke, I hate the feelin' (Okay, yeah)

Baby, pop that X, how you feelin'? (Okay, yeah)

Made a lot of money, made a killin'

[Outro]

(There is only one ViviSoulja)

(God bless you, Soulja)