Taking His Soul
Yeah
Yeah
He gripping a pole
My nigga he swear that he bold
The look in his eyes
Was looking so cold
Damn
The devil is taking his soul
But damn I wont fold
I'm up on a roll
Popping these pills
I'm vibing real slow
Yeah
Yeah
He gripping a pole
My nigga he swear that he bold
The look in his eyes
Was looking so cold
Damn
The devil is taking his soul
But damn I wont fold
I'm up on a roll
Popping these pills
I'm vibing real slow
Yeah
Yeah
He gripping a pole
My nigga he swear that he bold
The look in his eyes
Was looking so cold
Damn
The devil is taking his soul
But damn I wont fold
I'm up on a roll
Popping these pills
I'm vibing real slow
Damn
I be fucking her friend
Damn
I just did it again
Yeah you talking yo goofy shit
Sound like some movie scripts
All of these hoes be faker than actresses
Shorty she freaky
Back flipping on mattresses
Chasing the bag
I gotta go have that shit
Going all in
Watching him gambling
Nigga he shook
And he rambling
Begging for change
Quarterback he be scrambling
Deal him the cards again
Taking his soul
Just for the bread like an artisan
No one as hard as him
Shorty look bad in her cardigan
Damn
I be fucking her friend
Damn
I just did it again
The money
The music
The bitches
We running right through it
The money
The music
The bitches
We running right through it
The money
The music
The bitches
We running right through it
The money
The music
The bitches
We running right through it
Yeah
Yeah
He gripping a pole
My nigga he swear that he bold
The look in his eyes
Was looking so cold
Damn
The devil is taking his soul
But damn i wont fold
I'm up on a roll
Popping these pills
I'm vibing real slow
Yeah
Yeah
He gripping a pole
My nigga he swear that he bold
The look in his eyes
Was looking so cold
Damn
The devil is taking his soul
But damn i wont fold
I'm up on a roll
Popping these pills
I'm vibing real slow
Yeah
Yeah
He gripping a pole
My nigga he swear that he bold
The look in his eyes
Was looking so cold
Damn
The devil is taking his soul
But damn i wont fold
I'm up on a roll
Popping these pills
I'm vibing real slow
Yeah
He gripping a pole
My nigga he swear that he bold
The look in his eyes
Was looking so cold
Damn
The devil is taking his soul
But damn I wont fold
I'm up on a roll
Popping these pills
I'm vibing real slow
Yeah
Yeah
He gripping a pole
My nigga he swear that he bold
The look in his eyes
Was looking so cold
Damn
The devil is taking his soul
But damn I wont fold
I'm up on a roll
Popping these pills
I'm vibing real slow
Yeah
Yeah
He gripping a pole
My nigga he swear that he bold
The look in his eyes
Was looking so cold
Damn
The devil is taking his soul
But damn I wont fold
I'm up on a roll
Popping these pills
I'm vibing real slow
Damn
I be fucking her friend
Damn
I just did it again
Yeah you talking yo goofy shit
Sound like some movie scripts
All of these hoes be faker than actresses
Shorty she freaky
Back flipping on mattresses
Chasing the bag
I gotta go have that shit
Going all in
Watching him gambling
Nigga he shook
And he rambling
Begging for change
Quarterback he be scrambling
Deal him the cards again
Taking his soul
Just for the bread like an artisan
No one as hard as him
Shorty look bad in her cardigan
Damn
I be fucking her friend
Damn
I just did it again
The money
The music
The bitches
We running right through it
The money
The music
The bitches
We running right through it
The money
The music
The bitches
We running right through it
The money
The music
The bitches
We running right through it
Yeah
Yeah
He gripping a pole
My nigga he swear that he bold
The look in his eyes
Was looking so cold
Damn
The devil is taking his soul
But damn i wont fold
I'm up on a roll
Popping these pills
I'm vibing real slow
Yeah
Yeah
He gripping a pole
My nigga he swear that he bold
The look in his eyes
Was looking so cold
Damn
The devil is taking his soul
But damn i wont fold
I'm up on a roll
Popping these pills
I'm vibing real slow
Yeah
Yeah
He gripping a pole
My nigga he swear that he bold
The look in his eyes
Was looking so cold
Damn
The devil is taking his soul
But damn i wont fold
I'm up on a roll
Popping these pills
I'm vibing real slow
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