She a Soldier (feat. Young Thug)
Baby, whip that dope like I told you
Never let a nigga fuck you over
Stay down, I'mma put you in a Rover
You better never tell nobody what I showed you
You a soldier, you a soldier
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
She a wild alley cat, Villanova
I pray to God, da folks, don't pull her over
It ain't 'bout the sack, it's all about the soldier
I won't care less bout the money but my soldier
I lost a bomb, I lost the pack, I lost my soldier
She a down bitch, a motherfucking soldier
15K today, 30K tomorrow, nigga
I live life on boats, like I'm sponsored by nautica, nigga
Everything I say's a quote, I just took of them folks
Got a dope bag in my throat, I'm trying my best not to choke
We gonna chase that fucking paper to the ceiling
Zero tolerance for these bitches, they just want chillen
I made a pledge to Migo to take care all my nephews and nieces
Then ran into my Migo then turned to a fucking receiver
I'm receiving, you know I'm cricket like '
I'm a freak, I get the pack, and take all the clothes off they body
I know bitches, that gone come and fuck you and take all your riches
I know math well, me and Gucci spending nothing but digits, get it
Never let a nigga fuck you over
Stay down, I'mma put you in a Rover
You better never tell nobody what I showed you
You a soldier, you a soldier
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
She a wild alley cat, Villanova
I pray to God, da folks, don't pull her over
It ain't 'bout the sack, it's all about the soldier
I won't care less bout the money but my soldier
I lost a bomb, I lost the pack, I lost my soldier
She a down bitch, a motherfucking soldier
15K today, 30K tomorrow, nigga
I live life on boats, like I'm sponsored by nautica, nigga
Everything I say's a quote, I just took of them folks
Got a dope bag in my throat, I'm trying my best not to choke
We gonna chase that fucking paper to the ceiling
Zero tolerance for these bitches, they just want chillen
I made a pledge to Migo to take care all my nephews and nieces
Then ran into my Migo then turned to a fucking receiver
I'm receiving, you know I'm cricket like '
I'm a freak, I get the pack, and take all the clothes off they body
I know bitches, that gone come and fuck you and take all your riches
I know math well, me and Gucci spending nothing but digits, get it
Credits
Writer(s): Radric Davis
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Other Album Tracks
- Celebrity
- Ordinary Gangsta (feat. Young Scooter)
- A Nigga
- Out Like That (feat. Big Bank Black)
- #IJWHSF (I Just Wanna Have Some Fun) [feat. Peewee Longway]
- Sleep Walkin' (feat. Young Scooter)
- She a Soldier (feat. Young Thug)
- Chasin' Paper (feat. Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug)
- Gym (feat. Young Thug)
- Hol Up (feat. Peewee Longway)
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