Fallen Soul
Yeah
Fall, fall fall, fall, fall, fall
Fall, fall, fall, fall, ooh, ooh
I go all in 'til I'm gone (gone)
She might call me fallen soul
No more question 'bout that hoe
'Cause I do my one man show, ooh
She just wanna see so what it's like (so what it's like)
Shawty, tonight I'ma fuck you twice
Bitches on my side they feel alive (alive, alive, alive)
Fuck that bitch, yeah, I'ma die tonight
Pull up in a brand new Benz
Oh yeah, like skurt, skurt, skurt, skurt
They be wonder who that is
That's Captain Kirk, Kirk, Kirk, Kirk
Swisha came back from the dead, oh god
Fake ass rappers can't hide no more
They don't wanna smoke, they lying, they frauds (fraud)
I'ma be the one to get her higher than a flight attendant
She be looking at me like boy, stop (wah)
I'm the illest one to do it, I can show it, I can prove it
I'ma have you flipping like a coin toss (toss!)
I ain't tryna get you in ya feelings now (no)
Come on holla baby we can feel this out (yeah)
I ain't wasting time with you, I just wanna slide with you
Make ya mind up, what's the business now (sh-)
I go all in 'til I'm gone (gone)
She might call me fallen soul
No more question 'bout that hoe
'Cause I do my one man show, ooh
She just wanna see so what it's like (so what it's like)
Shawty, tonight I'ma fuck you twice
Bitches on my side they feel alive (alive, alive, alive)
Fuck that bitch, yeah, I'ma die tonight
Fallen Soul
Fuck that bitch, yeah, I'ma die tonight
I go all in 'til I'm gone (gone)
She might call me fallen soul
No more question 'bout that hoe
'Cause I do my one man show, ooh
She just wanna see so what it's like (so what it's like)
Shawty, tonight I'ma fuck you twice
Bitches on my side they feel alive (alive, alive, alive)
Fuck that bitch, yeah, I'ma die tonight
I know what you want, don't try to hide it, hide it
Why these bitches act so childish? (Why? Why?)
She won't match my fly but I'm a pilot, yeah ho'
We gon' see, pull them titties out, yeah double D
She ain't never had it, now she 'bout to peep the drip (drip)
What's with all the questions? I'm about to plead the fifth (fifth)
Get it off ya shoulders, why you gotta leave a chip, chip, chip, chip, chip
Better come with facts, why you comin' at me crooked (crooked)
This ain't gonna last, I don't know how else to put it (no)
Once it's in the past, I ain't ever looking back
That's just how I live my life, girl you gotta live with that (yeah)
No loss, I'ma let 'em hate (let 'em hate)
Try to bring me down, I just elevate (elevate)
Do me do me, y'all can hate now you'll see you'll see (you'll see)
Rae Sremmurd I don't got a type (got a type)
All these girls want blow, no dynamite (dynamite)
If you want it baby drop ya location
Californication, I don't got patience
I go all in 'til I'm gone (gone)
She might call me fallen soul
No more question 'bout that hoe
'Cause I do my one man show, ooh
She just wanna see so what it's like (so what it's like)
Shawty, tonight I'ma fuck you twice
Bitches on my side they feel alive (alive, alive, alive)
Fuck that bitch, yeah, I'ma die tonight
Fallen Soul
Fuck that bitch, yeah, I'ma die tonight
Fall, fall fall, fall, fall, fall
Fall, fall, fall, fall, ooh, ooh
I go all in 'til I'm gone (gone)
She might call me fallen soul
No more question 'bout that hoe
'Cause I do my one man show, ooh
She just wanna see so what it's like (so what it's like)
Shawty, tonight I'ma fuck you twice
Bitches on my side they feel alive (alive, alive, alive)
Fuck that bitch, yeah, I'ma die tonight
Pull up in a brand new Benz
Oh yeah, like skurt, skurt, skurt, skurt
They be wonder who that is
That's Captain Kirk, Kirk, Kirk, Kirk
Swisha came back from the dead, oh god
Fake ass rappers can't hide no more
They don't wanna smoke, they lying, they frauds (fraud)
I'ma be the one to get her higher than a flight attendant
She be looking at me like boy, stop (wah)
I'm the illest one to do it, I can show it, I can prove it
I'ma have you flipping like a coin toss (toss!)
I ain't tryna get you in ya feelings now (no)
Come on holla baby we can feel this out (yeah)
I ain't wasting time with you, I just wanna slide with you
Make ya mind up, what's the business now (sh-)
I go all in 'til I'm gone (gone)
She might call me fallen soul
No more question 'bout that hoe
'Cause I do my one man show, ooh
She just wanna see so what it's like (so what it's like)
Shawty, tonight I'ma fuck you twice
Bitches on my side they feel alive (alive, alive, alive)
Fuck that bitch, yeah, I'ma die tonight
Fallen Soul
Fuck that bitch, yeah, I'ma die tonight
I go all in 'til I'm gone (gone)
She might call me fallen soul
No more question 'bout that hoe
'Cause I do my one man show, ooh
She just wanna see so what it's like (so what it's like)
Shawty, tonight I'ma fuck you twice
Bitches on my side they feel alive (alive, alive, alive)
Fuck that bitch, yeah, I'ma die tonight
I know what you want, don't try to hide it, hide it
Why these bitches act so childish? (Why? Why?)
She won't match my fly but I'm a pilot, yeah ho'
We gon' see, pull them titties out, yeah double D
She ain't never had it, now she 'bout to peep the drip (drip)
What's with all the questions? I'm about to plead the fifth (fifth)
Get it off ya shoulders, why you gotta leave a chip, chip, chip, chip, chip
Better come with facts, why you comin' at me crooked (crooked)
This ain't gonna last, I don't know how else to put it (no)
Once it's in the past, I ain't ever looking back
That's just how I live my life, girl you gotta live with that (yeah)
No loss, I'ma let 'em hate (let 'em hate)
Try to bring me down, I just elevate (elevate)
Do me do me, y'all can hate now you'll see you'll see (you'll see)
Rae Sremmurd I don't got a type (got a type)
All these girls want blow, no dynamite (dynamite)
If you want it baby drop ya location
Californication, I don't got patience
I go all in 'til I'm gone (gone)
She might call me fallen soul
No more question 'bout that hoe
'Cause I do my one man show, ooh
She just wanna see so what it's like (so what it's like)
Shawty, tonight I'ma fuck you twice
Bitches on my side they feel alive (alive, alive, alive)
Fuck that bitch, yeah, I'ma die tonight
Fallen Soul
Fuck that bitch, yeah, I'ma die tonight
Credits
Writer(s): Taleb Mansour, Justin Matysik
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