Soul Ties

I'm a star I need some more shine Know some shiesty lil niggas from north side If I pop out the cut nigga don't hide Yeah lil shawty she think we got soul ties Yeah, I sip that wocky with no ice Mama think that I hang round the wrong guys Bitch I'm tryna get rich get a mansion How you flex but your diamonds not dancing I get geeked out my body off medicine Actual sin on the way I'm a head sin Nigga my pockets they fat and your shit thin Nigga call me his brother no he not my kin I pull up in tinted no you can't see in Plus these rap niggas weird I don't wanna be friends Somebody come get they mans Yeah, I know your shit fake by the way my shit dance You know that my gang trying to get to them bands I got a glock and some racks in my pants Smoking that yellow, I'm talking bout wax Her booty like jello she fucking with thrax I ball like Carmelo I ball to the max Pop me a addy sit back and relax I tote a glock lil bitch I do not lack Bitch you can get turned to a pack Bitch you can run up put your name on a back I'm done fucking hoes cause them bitches be wack I'm trying to run up a sack for a scat I know some blood niggas banging they slatt I popped out with racks they like how you do that I'm a star I need some more shine Know some shiesty lil niggas from north side If I pop out the cut nigga don't hide Yeah lil shawty she think we got soul ties Yeah, I sip that wocky with no ice Mama think that I hang round the wrong guys Bitch I'm tryna get rich get a mansion How you flex but your diamonds not dancing I get geeked out my body off medicine Actual sin on the way I'm a head sin Nigga my pockets they fat and your shit thin Nigga call me his brother no he not my kin I pull up in tinted no you can't see in Plus these rap niggas weird I don't wanna be friends