[Chorus: SouljaDatAP]
Don't care, we are monsters
Getting money from these concerts
Nike shoe, 'cause this no Converse
And I'm vibing in the summer, catch 'em bringing pistols, popping bottles
Young and wild, and fucking awkward
Demons in my brain, and I don't know what to say
In my cage, I get wage
But that wage has no page
Borrow drinks, don't be late
In L.A we get paid
Alabama on the way
And some gangstas on eBay
I pull up in the A, meet my cousins
Yeah, that's AP

[Verse 1: SouljaDatAP]
Brothers, I lost my loss inside a iron locker
Coping, 'cause I don't want that sucker shit (Nah)
And I'ma swim in peace like a fish
And Tory locked, and I'm free, now I'm poppin', bitch
Die hard inside my broken heart
Coldest out, no lying, used to sleep in cars
Now I'm wealthy, getting selfies, and getting pennies
I used to pray too hard, used to go to Wendy's
[Verse 2: SuperABoi]
Boi singing Travie McCoy
Coldest winter, yeah, I only deploy all of you motherfuckers catching dust and lust
I'm pepper mixed with extra spice, too hot
I'll see ya in the park
Look around, see this cash, my success is molecules with sick cats
My lil' pony is no phony
I kill shit, yeah, war
They call me Boi, bye

[Verse 3: Big Votie]
'06, I was ballin', hitting licks
Thinking I am 27, but right now I'm 36
Like depression was hell for these guys, I'm sorry, not gon' lie
Representing West coast, 'cause that's my family ties
I bought my roof an AK
(Hello, can we meet today?)
I told my feds I am straight
Ma'am, I'm gonna say
To grandpas and mamas, be careful for drama
Roze is wilding out here, now, get safe for your commas

[Verse 4: Clik Roze]
Huh, choppa hit 'em
Choppa hit 'em
Choppa hit 'em
Yeah, choppa hit 'em
Uh, uh, uh
I don't want your kisses, I got my own rose
Sweatshirt for a bitch with black curls
Give me, give me some, give me satisfaction
Fuck that, you better pose when I'm screaming "Action!"
[Chorus: SouljaDatAP & (Kira Johnston)]
Don't care, we are monsters
Getting money from these concerts
Nike shoe, 'cause this no Converse
And I'm vibing in the summer, catch 'em bringing pistols, popping bottles
Young and wild, and fucking awkward
Demons in my brain, and I don't know what to say
In my cage, I get wage
But that wage has no page
Borrow drinks, don't be late
In L.A we get paid
Alabama on the way
And some gangstas on eBay
I pull up in the A, meet my cousins
Yeah, that's AP
(Simoon!)

[Verse 5: Simon Blues]
Uh, I'm a breed that be suspicious
This ultraviolet track brings me some issues
A local house in Miami, they went from trees to Bambi
They love me, I'm so excited
Can't hear?
Well, I am Mike Tyson
Pudding in my bag, mixed with fruits, I'm no sad
Illuminati said there's 300 million parties in my town
Oh, yes, truth, I'm a magician, boom, poof, ayy
I let my homies be simple, and Alex gon' kill me for this but I'm gonna say that he's British
What's the way to you?
[Verse 6: Pat L]
Yeah
Why you always in the coupe, lil' bitch?
Tryna get so high, but you low, lil' bitch
Rapping 'bout drugs and lean, you bitch
No stamina, you slow, lil' bitch
And when they frozen, I be talking 'bout 'em
And like my parents, I be crying 'bout 'em
Damn, ghost, get off my chest
You bullying me for nothing 'cause you don't like my cast, uh

[Verse 7: TYPEDUDE & (Kira Johnston)]
Paparazzi be some pussies
That shit blocking our way
My life's way better than your Times Square (Fuck you)
Dope, I said
Shit you don't know; my group
Elephant in the room
Shut the fuck up, I assume


[Chorus: SouljaDatAP]
Don't care, we are monsters
Getting money from these concerts
Nike shoe, 'cause this no Converse
And I'm vibing in the summer, catch 'em bringing pistols, popping bottles
Young and wild, and fucking awkward
Demons in my brain, and I don't know what to say
In my cage, I get wage
But that wage has no page
Borrow drinks, don't be late
In L.A we get paid
Alabama on the way
And some gangstas on eBay
I pull up in the A, meet my cousins
Yeah, that's AP, yeah

[Skit: Interviewer & SouljaDatAP]
Interviewer: Exclusive interview!
I'm here with SouljaDatAP, he just released a new project called "A Dope Rookie LP", a ten-track album, you should check it out, so, Soulja, how was it recording this album?
SouljaDatAP: It's fun, man. How-how you doing?
Interviewer: I'm doing- I'm doing great, I- I heard you got some help on this project, like, Simon, Alex, you know (both laughing)
SouljaDatAP: Yeah, yeah, yeah, Simon, uh, that- that's the- that's the HOMIE! That's the BRO!
I always respect him when he does that, he doesn't CUSS in his songs, you know how REAL he is! When you meet that motherfucker, he's like, he doesn't show up, he just send us- sends us his verse in the high-pitched voice in his studio, he makes his voice
That's all
Interviewer: Uhh, okay, what about, um, Big Votie?
SouljaDatAP: Bro, he had his whole childhood, bitch, whoole, he had a- he had a strong childhood, he grew up in the hood! (Interviewer laughing)
SouljaDatAP: N***a, yeah, in the hood, he grew up in the hood
Yeah, yeah, strong childhood, strong childhood