Soul Bleed

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ShittyBoyz - Rap, Detroit Rap

Soul Bleed

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[Verse 1: BabyTron] Finna let my soul bleed like the soles on my kicks Off-White, I might O.D. putting on my drip Expensive habits, eighty dollars, spent it on some shrimp Rap star, riding incognito, hit the road with tint Hutch shopper, had to go and rose gold the kit Turning in, got Sprint looking like a dojo with bricks Boss dinner, meet the whole gang and Fogo's at six Hopping out with sticks looking like we pogo with blicks [Verse 2: TrDee] Redbone slim thick, she my Coi Leray Heard a opp got dropped, hip-hip-hooray Unc' been in the kitchen for a minute, he like Bobby Flay I'ma do my thang 'cause they gon' hate a nigga anyway Baby, I'm a star, you cannot treat me like them other lames I'm not in FaZe, but she hatе that I be playing games Had to tell hеr, "I can't cuff you 'cause you all the same" Dripping like a faucet only 'cause I made it through the rain [Verse 3: StanWill] Turnt it up a notch 'cause they ain't hear your baby I be moving smarter so these niggas can't get near your baby Seven hunnid horses why I steer so crazy I might throw a stack of dog shit where my ear located Chilling in the 'burbs but my ears where the streets be It's a dirty game, I can't let nobody cheat me Scat Packing up the Lodge, nigga, beep-beep 'Miri's off the Goose, bet yo bitch let me beat cheeks [Verse 4: BabyTron] Unky got a birdy, swinging iron like he Tiger Woods Hellcat'ing through the city left the tires cooked New sauce for sale, 10k for the fire book Nike tech off the Moncler, this how swipers look Eighty dollar eighthy in the 'Wood, this how rappers smoke Streets freezing, thousand dollars when I go to grab a coat Streets freezing, left my veins cold like D'Angelo Bitch a demon, pulled up and she snatch my soul [Verse 5: TrDee] Me and gang the greats, it's just something that you can't deny She make me shiver, she a ten like she in junior high Had to wait my turn, now I'm flyer than a butterfly I just want the money, I'm just tryna make it multiply Peeped the fake vibes, got away and said "I'm straight on that" It's forever up when I see you, don't care where you at You can prolly catch us with some sticks but we don't swing no bats Give it to you but I'm not a snake, I cannot eat the cat [Verse 6: StanWill] I been all around the country, never been in last place Bad hoes and Hellcats, I'm living life the fast way Ain't no lover boy, I'm certified when I blast Drac' Roach of Turtle Pie, that's thirty dollars in this ash tray SB DSM, I gotta mention gang in every verse I'm the alphabet, a different letter up on every shirt If I ever meet a real bitch, she getting every purse Before you ever throw a fist at me, you getting buried first [Outro: StanWill] Phew, yeah ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, that's on every song Huh

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Credits

Writers
  • TrDee
  • StanWill
  • BabyTron