Soul Food & Vegetables
Yeah-yeah, ayy
My path, way back
Can't even laugh, thought that we wouldn't even last (Wouldn't even last, ayy)
Look where we at
Look where we at (Look where we at)
I got no respect for you (No respect)
Said you wanna learn so now I'm testin' you (I'm testin' you)
I just hold my breath when I'm just next to you (I'm next to you)
Her pussy like soul food with the vegetables
You want a bad bitch, apply that pressure (Apply that pressure)
In L.A. but my cup full of Texas (It full of Texas)
And no, I'm nothing like your little exes (Your little exes)
Ayy, baby's got a head glitch
Pull up, make my leg twitch (Make my leg twitch)
Said she sent the video (The what?), did you get the message? (Wait hol' on)
I want a big steak and a big lake for me and all my niggas (Talkin' for the house)
I want a big bank and a big tank to fit all my figures (A big house)
And they all was here when you up but shit, would you come down with us? (Where yo' ass at?)
I ain't ever believe in no luck but shit, if you got it, I'll get it
Tap in when you come to my city (My city)
Lil' bro tote a Glock with no provision
No comedy, I'ma stand up, nigga (Stand up)
Nick Cannon, they be wildin' out with us
Girl, you know I'm always choosin' you (I'm always choosin' you)
But steady losin' you (But steady losin' you)
You thought this shit would last, baby girl, I'm always foolin' you
I'm in your vain, bitch
She hit my phone, she said, "I'm tired of that same shit"
Know I'm an artist, on your body, I will paint this (Yeah, I paint it)
Yeah, I'm a new me
I'm gettin' money, tough to sue me
In the club, throwin' paper like it's loose leaf
Funny guy, nigga try to go Druski
I got no respect for you
Said you wanna learn so now I'm testin' you (I'm testin' you)
I just hold my breath when I'm just next to you (When I'm next to you)
Her pussy like soul food with the vegetables
You want a bad bitch, apply that pressure (Apply that pressure)
In L.A. but my cup full of Texas (It full of Texas)
And no, I'm nothing like your little exes (Your little exes)
Ayy, baby's got a head glitch
Pull up, make my leg twitch (Make my leg twitch)
Said she sent the video (The video), did you get the message?
The video (The message)
Video (Video)
Video (Get the message)
Video (The video)
Come get no video
Yeah, yeah
My path, way back
Can't even laugh, thought that we wouldn't even last (Wouldn't even last, ayy)
Look where we at
Look where we at (Look where we at)
I got no respect for you (No respect)
Said you wanna learn so now I'm testin' you (I'm testin' you)
I just hold my breath when I'm just next to you (I'm next to you)
Her pussy like soul food with the vegetables
You want a bad bitch, apply that pressure (Apply that pressure)
In L.A. but my cup full of Texas (It full of Texas)
And no, I'm nothing like your little exes (Your little exes)
Ayy, baby's got a head glitch
Pull up, make my leg twitch (Make my leg twitch)
Said she sent the video (The what?), did you get the message? (Wait hol' on)
I want a big steak and a big lake for me and all my niggas (Talkin' for the house)
I want a big bank and a big tank to fit all my figures (A big house)
And they all was here when you up but shit, would you come down with us? (Where yo' ass at?)
I ain't ever believe in no luck but shit, if you got it, I'll get it
Tap in when you come to my city (My city)
Lil' bro tote a Glock with no provision
No comedy, I'ma stand up, nigga (Stand up)
Nick Cannon, they be wildin' out with us
Girl, you know I'm always choosin' you (I'm always choosin' you)
But steady losin' you (But steady losin' you)
You thought this shit would last, baby girl, I'm always foolin' you
I'm in your vain, bitch
She hit my phone, she said, "I'm tired of that same shit"
Know I'm an artist, on your body, I will paint this (Yeah, I paint it)
Yeah, I'm a new me
I'm gettin' money, tough to sue me
In the club, throwin' paper like it's loose leaf
Funny guy, nigga try to go Druski
I got no respect for you
Said you wanna learn so now I'm testin' you (I'm testin' you)
I just hold my breath when I'm just next to you (When I'm next to you)
Her pussy like soul food with the vegetables
You want a bad bitch, apply that pressure (Apply that pressure)
In L.A. but my cup full of Texas (It full of Texas)
And no, I'm nothing like your little exes (Your little exes)
Ayy, baby's got a head glitch
Pull up, make my leg twitch (Make my leg twitch)
Said she sent the video (The video), did you get the message?
The video (The message)
Video (Video)
Video (Get the message)
Video (The video)
Come get no video
Yeah, yeah
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Writer(s): James Haley, Prodvintage, Lorentz, Tooch
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