Lost Souls
(Yeah)
Yeah
She said I'm a lost soul
We got drugs, we got bitches how would you not know?
I'm just rollin' on them drugs, tryna find a way to go
I mean you can find us running where that money go
Pop out at that top, with a stick like its your last day
I been pouring drop inside this Faygo not no Minute Maid
But I still got juice inside my cup that shit got me amazed
How the fuck I link up with your bitch man she just gave me brain
Tryna find my way another lost soul
I caught a wave she cut the brakes on the way home
Ain't picture perfect but we hanging and the frame chrome
Shawty wondering where I stay when it's late woah
I keep on falling, heartbreak do the most to you
I can't recall it, they done took a lot from you
I stick to balling, mind frame don't got clocks on it
High in my apartment I'm feeling 'em starting to plot on me
Women and the drugs keep coming that's what the work do
If you ain't where the money is then I don't really fuck with you
Yeah we don't mean to sound bad, this just how we feeling
Move slow but we count fast, sippin' on the spirits
(Yeah)
Yeah
She said I'm a lost soul
We got drugs, we got bitches how would you not know?
I'm just rollin' on them drugs, tryna find a way to go
I mean you can find us running where that money go
Pop out at that top, with a stick like its your last day
I been pouring drop inside this Faygo not no Minute Maid
But I still got juice inside my cup that shit got me amazed
How the fuck I link up with your bitch man she just gave me brain
Fuck her on the top floor yeah she feel it
Shawty thick said I look like a million
I just took a pill woah, fogging up my vision
Just a couple lost souls counting up them digits
(Yeah)
Yeah
She said I'm a lost soul
We got drugs, we got bitches how would you not know?
I'm just rollin' on them drugs, tryna find a way to go
I mean you can find us running where that money go
Pop out at that top, with a stick like its your last day
I been pouring drop inside this Faygo not no Minute Maid
But I still got juice inside my cup that shit got me amazed
How the fuck I link up with your bitch man she just gave me brain
Yeah
She said I'm a lost soul
We got drugs, we got bitches how would you not know?
I'm just rollin' on them drugs, tryna find a way to go
I mean you can find us running where that money go
Pop out at that top, with a stick like its your last day
I been pouring drop inside this Faygo not no Minute Maid
But I still got juice inside my cup that shit got me amazed
How the fuck I link up with your bitch man she just gave me brain
Tryna find my way another lost soul
I caught a wave she cut the brakes on the way home
Ain't picture perfect but we hanging and the frame chrome
Shawty wondering where I stay when it's late woah
I keep on falling, heartbreak do the most to you
I can't recall it, they done took a lot from you
I stick to balling, mind frame don't got clocks on it
High in my apartment I'm feeling 'em starting to plot on me
Women and the drugs keep coming that's what the work do
If you ain't where the money is then I don't really fuck with you
Yeah we don't mean to sound bad, this just how we feeling
Move slow but we count fast, sippin' on the spirits
(Yeah)
Yeah
She said I'm a lost soul
We got drugs, we got bitches how would you not know?
I'm just rollin' on them drugs, tryna find a way to go
I mean you can find us running where that money go
Pop out at that top, with a stick like its your last day
I been pouring drop inside this Faygo not no Minute Maid
But I still got juice inside my cup that shit got me amazed
How the fuck I link up with your bitch man she just gave me brain
Fuck her on the top floor yeah she feel it
Shawty thick said I look like a million
I just took a pill woah, fogging up my vision
Just a couple lost souls counting up them digits
(Yeah)
Yeah
She said I'm a lost soul
We got drugs, we got bitches how would you not know?
I'm just rollin' on them drugs, tryna find a way to go
I mean you can find us running where that money go
Pop out at that top, with a stick like its your last day
I been pouring drop inside this Faygo not no Minute Maid
But I still got juice inside my cup that shit got me amazed
How the fuck I link up with your bitch man she just gave me brain
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Writer(s): Nikos Demetropoulos
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