Soul

Aye G3 Aye Look, Takin his soul u can't even stop it He takin yo bitch, how u gon let that happen? I'm pullin this Glock and I'm sayin what's crackin? I'm flyin up high in the air like a Falcon These niggas be lyin like bro stop cappin This nigga dead on floor like what happen That nigga is a bitch like bro I'm the captain U better stop playin I've been started rappin I'm killin this bitch and u can't even rap My girl really freaky I can't even cap I'm really that sneaky I'm finna get trapped U better stop playin or I'm pullin that strap He playin some ball he finna get draft That Nigga is a opp he finna get snapped This bitch is a hoe she finna get passed That nigga is a bum he can't even match My girl really fine I'm finna get flashed I'm movin to fast I'm doin the dash U better sit down I'm not gonna ask He thinkin I'm playin he finna packed U heard what I'm sayin u finna get slapped U can't even lie I'm sayin some facts I'm takin his gun he's finna get clapped I'm seeing a car they finna get jacked I hopped on this bitch and I'm really finna kill it He takin my shit u know we finna drill it I'm takin his shit and I already spilled it He talkin some shit and I don't need to hear it I'm driving to fast I'm finna get a ticket U can't even stop me cause I already did it He gettin so mad cause I'm gettin the digits I'm talkin to shawty I'm showin my appearance That nigga is small he built like a midget That nigga is not happy I'm takin spirit I can't even choose he finna go pick it She gave me a dare I told her I did it She inviting me over I'm finna go hit it She talkin a lot I told her to zip it That nigga is lying he cant even admit it Don't even trynna say it cause u know I'm finna get it Aye I'm rollin some shit I'm takin his bank That nigga is big he built like tank She gettin to mad I told it's a prank I'm fighting my demons they gettin that ache That nigga is fake he's being a snake I can't even lie I made a mistake Clapping some cheeks I'm makin it shake I'm grabbin the the stick like that shit is some tape That nigga is stupid I'm using my brain That nigga in the sun he finna get backed She thinkin I'm serious she finna get played I can't even do it I'm takin a break Clock isn't ticking I'm gettin this bag Wipin his nose like that shit is a rag Yo bitch on my dick she ducking my sack She really complaining I can't even brag U better get right or I'm bringing my pack I'm goin to the crib I'm breaking her back I'm spitting my flow I'm staying on the track Shawty a baddie that's why she a snack