Soul I Ain't Sell

When I pull up to da spot
Dey be like (Uh) der he go
Aye no sig
We got da game on lock
Like it's rigged

I be sippin sippin sippin kickin
Drippin and drippin
I'm feelin gifted gifted gifted gifted
This shit ain't Christmas
Feelin like Santa she jingle my bells
I work til I die it's just heaven or hell
And if I die hope dey wish me well
Just know one thing my soul I sell (Not)

I got two bad bitches and I swing em merry go
When I hit the club dey like UHH der he go yeah
I just made a flip off some brand new
Marry rose yeah
I just took a strip it ain't hit I double dose yeah
I might hit the strip wit some change
And let it go
Once I got dem chips
It turned some friends into foe's
How the fuck I get rich
If I spend too much on these clothes
Chain reaction drip
I spent too much on my toes
Dis shitt a chain reaction
I do shitt dat you can't imagine
Look at my pockets padded
When we walk in we create da madness
I don't know who you are
Better back back
Cuz my niggas love static
Don't give a fuck who you are
I jumped in da game
And it made me a savage

I be sippin sippin sippin kickin
Drippin and drippin
I'm feelin gifted gifted gifted gifted
This shit ain't Christmas
Feelin like Santa she jingle my bells
I work til I die it's just heaven or hell
And if I die hope dey wish me well
Just know one thing my soul I sell (Not)
I be sippin sippin sippin kickin
Drippin and drippin
I'm feelin gifted gifted gifted gifted
This shit ain't Christmas
Feelin like Santa she jingle my bells
I work til I die it's just heaven or hell
And if I die hope dey wish me well
Just know one thing my soul I sell (Not)

I'll fuck around spit in your face
No face ain't no case
All gas ain't no brakes
Down bad made it shake
Me and my gang up on da mountain
We just had to shake and bake
Now we in da jungle Rockin wit gorillas
I be rockin bathin ape
Dese niggass can't turn up the same way
Dat I do
I be mixing my words up I spit
Like a haiku
On da way to the top and we
Speeding right by you
You play wit dat money
I show you what da fire do
I'm on a plane
I need da window seat
I feel like Erykah Badu
I need a Rollie
I want a plain Jane
I don't care if the time move

I be sippin sippin sippin kickin
Drippin and drippin
I'm feelin gifted gifted gifted gifted
This shit ain't Christmas
Feelin like Santa she jingle my bells
I work til I die it's just heaven or hell
And if I die hope dey wish me well
Just know one thing my soul I sell (Not)
I be sippin sippin sippin kickin
Drippin and drippin
I'm feelin gifted gifted gifted gifted
This shit ain't Christmas
Feelin like Santa she jingle my bells
I work til I die it's just heaven or hell
And if I die hope dey wish me well
Just know one thing my soul I sell (Not)



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Writer(s): Tyler Webb
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