On My Soul

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah (Them niggas ain't opps) I don't know why the fuck you niggas ever tried this shit, nigga (Stupid-ass boy) You know what the fuck you just did, nigga (Flush him) Your ass committed suicide, nigga (Flush him down) But you know it, though (Rrr, ayy, ayy) [Verse 1] You opps a plate, pass the fork (Fork) Do it in style, shoot out the Porsche (Skrrt) We 'bout that pressure, comin' with force (Pressure) Hard on niggas, child support (Child support) Put in that work, call him a dork (Uh) You ain't with the gang, you gettin' extorted (Extorted) I'm ridin' a horse, it came with horses (Skrrt, skrrt) Don't argue with niggas, I ain't got no voice (Oh, yeah) In love with her sex, her pussy is moist (Uh-uh) Spit in her mouth, yeah, of course (Oh, yeah) She leavin' her nigga to come with me Don't blame me, that's her choice Ballin' on niggas, all full-court (Ball) Thinkin' 'bout sendin' my hitters to court (Uh) Fuck the trial, we cuttin' it short (Oh, yeah) Get on the stand, start sprayin' the torch (Spray) I'm back in the streets, I heard they was starvin' (Back in the streets) I got signed, but, yeah, I'm still mobbin' (Mob) I ate on every beat, I was hungry I'm still in the streets like I'm homeless (Oh, yeah) I put four shooters in the Phantom (Four shooters) I stopped home invadin' to go platinum (Platinum) You want your bitch back, it's a ransom (Uh) I tell her to leave, she throwin' a tantrum (Uh-huh) Killin' shit, i'm a quiet stepper (Killin' shit) I rap, but my homies got records (Oh yeah) So many red beams on dude (BEO) I swear to God, he started to look like a leopard (Oh, yeah) Pockets fat, Nutty Professor I want the millions that come with the decimal (Them M's) You gotta be a lame-ass nigga If you walkin' 'round with a diamond tester (Lame-ass nigga) [Chorus] Uh, ayy (Bitch, oh) On my soul, these niggas hoes (On my soul) On my soul, these hoes hoes (On my soul) On my soul, this jewelry cold (On my soul) Uh (This shit too cold) On my soul, these rappers bold (Oh yeah) These niggas be rappin' 'bout the code (Lame-ass niggas) On my soul, these niggas told (On my soul) Uh (Yeah, what?) [Verse 2] Me and these niggas are different (Different), they talk about me to bitches (They talk about me) But why is he all in my DM? He must be feelin' guilty (You pussy, boy) You and your brother on comp shit, I know who you really rock with (You a rat, bitch) You know I be on that mob shit, you niggas be on that opp shit (Mob) Been knowin' me since elementary, supposed to been in the penitentiary (Supposed to) I'm tryna figure it out, what is you, Blood or you a Kitchen? (What you is, dude?) You get hit with extensions, I ain't talkin' 'bout no whippin' (Whip him, rrr, rrr, rrr) I know you'll probably tell me sorry once you come to your senses (Fuck you, bih) I'm doin' shit your mama do (Mama do) Beat your lil' brother in front of you (Beat him) I know he'll never honor you (Never) I'm little, but deadly, 22 (Oh, yeah) Why you keep runnin' your lips? (Ho) You can get ate like some chips (Bih) Sorry, but I do not dip (Oh, yeah) I chill with the body and shit (Uh) I got a whole car on my wrist (A car) I buy him a car if he diss (Diss) You don't wanna ride that shit (He don't wanna ride that shit, bitch) [Chorus] Uh, ayy (Nigga, lil' nigga) On my soul, these niggas hoes (On my soul) On my soul, they stole my flow (On my soul) Can't take you serious, you niggas jokes (You niggas jokes) [Outro] On my soul (On my soul) On my soul (BEO status) Oh, yeah (Uh) On my soul, nigga (We too lit up right now, nigga) On my soul, we sell rocks and blow (Bitch, I'm lit like a motherfuckin' mine, I'm a fuckin') On my soul, you get exposed (Like a stadium right now)
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Credits
- Writers
- BEO Lil Kenny