The Final SOE
Out of my element why these lil niggas be testing me
Had to go a different route cause these niggas envy me
Had to get a new bitch shawty cause weren't feeling me
Not one of those niggas these niggas be weird to me
She wanna go wanna go
Yeah she wanna ride
She not no regular hoe
She wan live my life
These niggas do as they told
He thinking he that guy
Then he got hit with that pole
Got sent to the left side
This not no regular Patek
My niggas we all bout that action
Uh, why she wan live so fanatic
These niggas be tryna be flashy
Shawty attached like a addict
He doing drugs he a addict
Shawty in love with the paper
These niggas be mad they a hater
Yeah these niggas be mad they be haters
brb text ima fuck wit you later
Fresh out the N.O in the swamp wit them gators
I put a tag on ya toe like he mator
Beanie on top and she think ima skater
Sipping on wockerson I'm faded
You niggas opposites I made it
Just tryna shine bright you all shady
Do do do do do do do do do do dodo
I'm at a four way stop
4 pockets full might pop
Me and Ron we high
Tryna build this life
Do like Diavolo king crimson and start skipping time
Get off yo ass and go put it to work
Started this shit in the dirt
Revert
Hoodie blet icey as fuck
Alert
That wock 87 that purp
For sure
He talkin bout give you my what
Your shirt
She posting all over the gram
She hurt
She likin the way that I lick
I slurp
I got in my bag and it's mine
Not yours, no no no it was never
Asked how I like I told her whatever
Asked when I'm wifing I told her whenever
Get to that cheese yeah I get to that cheddar
Are you going to play hoodie blet at the wedding
Broke up the frame now I need a new header
Do what you do but I'm doin it better
Wock in my cup brought me straight to the nether
Red light stop
Green light go
I'm in the coupe no e i o
She fucked a few that I seen I know
She's not really what I need I know
She ain't gone neva have the keys I know
Backseat licking up the seeds I know
Group hoe fuckin for the three I know
Group hoe fuckin for the free I know
Me Ron Cal we up as fuck
Me and my niggas we cold
We will no longer be chasing these bitches it feel like this shit getting old
Now we have the opportunity
We diving right in that hole
And none of these freak hoes plan on using me
Cause I be making them go
Had to go a different route cause these niggas envy me
Had to get a new bitch shawty cause weren't feeling me
Not one of those niggas these niggas be weird to me
She wanna go wanna go
Yeah she wanna ride
She not no regular hoe
She wan live my life
These niggas do as they told
He thinking he that guy
Then he got hit with that pole
Got sent to the left side
This not no regular Patek
My niggas we all bout that action
Uh, why she wan live so fanatic
These niggas be tryna be flashy
Shawty attached like a addict
He doing drugs he a addict
Shawty in love with the paper
These niggas be mad they a hater
Yeah these niggas be mad they be haters
brb text ima fuck wit you later
Fresh out the N.O in the swamp wit them gators
I put a tag on ya toe like he mator
Beanie on top and she think ima skater
Sipping on wockerson I'm faded
You niggas opposites I made it
Just tryna shine bright you all shady
Do do do do do do do do do do dodo
I'm at a four way stop
4 pockets full might pop
Me and Ron we high
Tryna build this life
Do like Diavolo king crimson and start skipping time
Get off yo ass and go put it to work
Started this shit in the dirt
Revert
Hoodie blet icey as fuck
Alert
That wock 87 that purp
For sure
He talkin bout give you my what
Your shirt
She posting all over the gram
She hurt
She likin the way that I lick
I slurp
I got in my bag and it's mine
Not yours, no no no it was never
Asked how I like I told her whatever
Asked when I'm wifing I told her whenever
Get to that cheese yeah I get to that cheddar
Are you going to play hoodie blet at the wedding
Broke up the frame now I need a new header
Do what you do but I'm doin it better
Wock in my cup brought me straight to the nether
Red light stop
Green light go
I'm in the coupe no e i o
She fucked a few that I seen I know
She's not really what I need I know
She ain't gone neva have the keys I know
Backseat licking up the seeds I know
Group hoe fuckin for the three I know
Group hoe fuckin for the free I know
Me Ron Cal we up as fuck
Me and my niggas we cold
We will no longer be chasing these bitches it feel like this shit getting old
Now we have the opportunity
We diving right in that hole
And none of these freak hoes plan on using me
Cause I be making them go
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Writer(s): Dylan Soublet
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