Soul Snatcher

Lyrics

[Intro: Cash Kidd] (Another Faided beat) Yeah, yeah Yeah, I'm sorry, so sorry I broke your heart, yeah But it never was that, huh Yeah, I know you think I'm reckless for that, huh, ayy, yeah [Verse 1: Cash Kidd] Fuck the money, it's the time I ain't gon' never get back When you switched, you broke my heart, thought we was better than that I gave my dawg everything, still got stabbed in the back But I ain't stressin', guess I learned another lesson from that Fuck with the kid, we in your crib like the Cat in the Hat Like a frat, we gon' step, like I'm travelin', ref Yeah, I'm a star with a pole like the American flag My niggas eatin', but they hungry, I suggest not to flex Like Rae Sremmurd Yeah, they know better, huh Yeah, I'm in the club with Yoshi and Live And they known steppers, huh Yeah, I brought your bitch to my world And she said, "Why such cold weather?" Huh Ayy, I'm paranoid, layin' with two ratchets, huh Feelin' like the old Hefner, huh, ayy, ooh Thousand-dollar shoes layin' 'round, you would kill for 'em You ain't made no money yet, bitch, you out here still hoin' Told her we gon' fuck after she suck, but I'ma still ho her Catch a bullet from this Eagle, your new name Terrell Owens Know they tryna block my goals now like I'm field goaling Bitch, you mad I'm on my toes now, I ain't heel-toeing First I was playin' with this shit, now I for real want it Ayy, now I'm real focused Stabbed me in my back, but somehow my heart broke Ran it way up, that lil' nigga Marc on, huh We ain't washin' clothes, but this one a large load, huh Blues and oranges, I ain't talkin' bar close, huh Swan hit my line, said pull up on Park Road Just showed me a method, he got eighty smartphones I was gettin' neck, the police said, "This park closed," huh Bitch asked me to lick her, I said, "Bitch, the bar closed" Ayy, yeah, shit take no effort, huh If I point, what you think G and Money gon' do? They so extra, yeah Out here fightin' for my life tryna dodge the pen' like a pro wrestler Ayy, big bad wolf, she gon' blow me in the crib, I'm a homewrecker, huh New bitch, she a soul-snatcher, huh, ayy, ooh New stick, it's a soul-snatcher, huh, ayy, yeah Five-six-seven forever, huh, ayy, ooh [Verse 2: JaiSwan] These pussy ass niggas know better, huh, huh Baby, I apologize if you ain't get your nut, I got mine More hoes than the pole on a stop sign Marc touchin' bricks, you would think he rock climb I used to see through these lame hoes like hot fries R.I.P Jeff, I'm so sorry, Don-Don I got your back, I just hope you got mine Your daddy, he a bitch, put him in my top five Ridin' through the gravesite, that's where all the opps hidin' Uh, ayy, huh, I'm a tatted Grove member Huh, what? Huh, we in house like we on tether, huh Stab a nigga bitch like I'm Michael Myers on Goldmember, huh Money rollin' 'Wood after 'Wood after 'Wood, he got four splinters, huh Gotta enjoy life before this shit end So before I go, I want six kids I need my kids to live for me if I didn't live Nigga, let that sink in like you fix cribs Dawg actin' tough 'cause he 6'10" Give that nigga sixty like six tens I don't give a fuck if this his twin Put a band on your fro like you Big Ben, huh, huh Huh, I been with the cold sniffers, huh I swear it's like them hoes do whatever I say, because they knows better, huh This white nigga ran off, so I left that man dark, but I don't know Dexter, huh Catch a body, then a first-class flight to Green Bay, I'm like, "Go Packers," huh, ayy If you want me dead, just aim for the head I thought we was homies, Cleo and Stoney I heard what you said, I thought you was my mans My mama told me you weren't for me