My Soul Pt. 2

Bad hoes, I be smashin' or somethin' Listenin' to Smashin' Pumpkins Got her ass for nothin' She said she ain't shake her ass for nothin In the strip club, make it rain, ho, ooh, ayy Louder than July, no Jamaican, oh, ooh, ayy F*ck niggas, need to keep the case closed, ooh, ayy 40 on me, pullin' out the reload, yeah That bitch from the scene, she like the Glee show, yeah Paid for my cape, but I'm not hero, yeah Ayy, bitch, I'm not cold, I'm Sub-Zero, uh Ayy, you take my soul, that's for the low, yeah Ayy, stitch a nigga up like Lilo Pull up on the scene with my phone, oh, oh Niggas talkin' time until I lose control Cock it back, I load it up, then let it go Niggas couldn't tell, they know I'm on a roll Ballin' on that bullshit like Dead Rose Ballerina with that Nina twinkle toes TMZ don't play me, but you get exposed Wake up in the morning, time to feed my demons That bitch layin' next to me, she eat my semen 40 on my hip, best believe it's beamin I've been tryin' to kill a nigga, damn, I'm feamin Wake up in the morning, time to feed my demons That bitch layin' next to me, she eat my semen 40 on my hip, best believe it's beamin Honey, don't mind if it's super cold, I may catch the flu Talk it down to me, I pull up to your avenue Talk it down to me, I pull up to your avenue Brand new gun, I can't wait to use it on your bitch ass Gotta kill everybody on the scene, I know y'all be snitchin Yeah, count the money I'm spendin' and make it back again I ain't broke, I ain't goin' and sellin' packs again I remember I was shoppin' up in Paxton Now a nigga be pullin' up in that Benz wagon Now a nigga pull up, I'm flexin' and I'm braggin Sue me with the ball, man, it's best believe they sackless I get a, I ain't wiped up, scratch, scratch, scratch, scratch Bitch, I'm piped up, tryna set me up, yeah You heard her, you can't hurt her, yeah Valentino, sellin' Sinos I'ma build my green, bitch, I feel icy low Up down, left, right, X and Y, that's the Chico Yeah, yeah Bad bitch came from Reno, met her at the casino Heard she be sellin' Sinos, keep that hood, D-Lo Steal your bike, Debo, make you shuffle, D-Lo Pull up on his ass, up down, left, right, X, Y, Chico Go-go, sing like Leesho, make momma can't find no hero It ain't no competition I've been countin' up my money and my dividends We finna get it in Back when I was sellin' lean, it wasn't no middleman We was mixin' up the greens with that purple shit Sellin' it for the high Came a long way from watchin' my brother in the kitchen Flippin' bricks, he ain't a hero, but he was servin' chickens Uh-huh, yeah Uh-huh