I Want His Soul

BJ on one

Huh, they been talkin' bad, 'bout-'bout me

G06 goin' crazy

They been talkin' bad, yeah

They been talkin' bad, 'bout-'bout me, huh

They know I'ma flash, don't play wit' me, huh

Huh, who that is knockin' on it?

Who that is?

D-Roc

Ha, look

Thirty stick, pocket can't fit, '36 servin' that shit

Plannin' on murderin' a bitch, don't fuck wit' that, don't fuck wit' that

Rerock tucked inside his sock, he smokin', ain't sellin' that shit

Pop 'em, and we make 'em smell that bitch, the law gon' smell that bitch

Aroma strong, hit, take off his dome, I'm on that Skully shit

That's my cousin, I hope you don't fuck wit' this

I'm gon' kill all your kids, lost soul

I say, "Grandma, tell my God that I'm comin' home"

They want me gone, but I ain't scared

You lose your head 'bout what you said

I bang that green, my symbol red

Now, free my slimes from out the feds

Now, pussy ****, what you said?

You know I be on that, you talk that shit, can't take it back

You ain't shit to me, just another hat

Call his mama, I'll help that bitch bury his ass

These **** hate Big 5, huh?

Because, they brother or cousin died

Because, they bitch want to fuck the slime

They know the realest one is I

Lil Phat gone, inside the sky

Hold it down and I don't know 'em

I pick my phone up, call up Shyne, "I need Young Thug back on my charm"

I pick my phone up, call them slimes

These pussy ****, I can't ignore 'em

I know this one, he got some sense

And, just one want meet my arm that I bare wit'

Wipe his nose, show that pussy **** that I slatt shit

No comin' back, bitch

Should've been my friend, but you want to be a demon, huh?

I ain't that type of **** that'll fill your bitch up wit' my semen, nah

I'ma spit in that bitch face and make her tell you that, "That **** foul"

It's fuck you out that gate, and if you play, bitch, I'ma lay you down

Lay law down in that murder town, chopper bullets sprayin' 'round

Tell that pussy, "Pick you up", by night, he still be layin' down

I'm wit' that, I don't fuck around

Can't wait till I catch that clown

Pussy tryna steal my whole swag, I get 'em dragged

Run down on his ass, he get no pass, he gon' get smashed

Ha, young **** not more bloody than me

Hands full, I count on my feet

Pussy ass **** ain't more Skully than me

Came in this game, and I'm known to beef

Real slimeball, they known to creep

Catch 'em down bad, knock 'em off his feet

Grim Reaper, I say, "I see nothin' but evil"

I see **** wanna be us

But, they never prayed to you, once

No, I want his soul

I just want to bust his dome

Put that **** feet inside the air, he want to see us (****, yeah)

Show that **** that this shit ain't pretty, tryna be us

****, soon as you see us, we hold that heat up

Better not have your mamacita wit' you, she get left put up

Flash it, glrrt, flash it, blrrt, you get the picture

Fuck wit' them real gravediggers, the one's that do real rituals (Oh, yeah)

If I say that I want you dead, might as well go call the feds

Ain't none, ain't stoppin' till we get to you, I'm gon' bust your head

I'm like, "One, two, three, four, five, six," ****, fuck that count, It's twelve

You gon' be thirteen, I'm gon' send your stupid, scary ass, to Hell

Fuck who you is, them looks prevail

Did too much time inside them cells

Fuck who you kill, look, I'm too real

Got to show me, better than you spell or rhyme, ****

Pussy, we slang iron, ****

Once you cross that line, ****

Your whole family dyin', **** (I want his soul)

They been talkin' bad, 'bout-'bout me

They gon' see me flash, now, why you play wit' me?

Now, hold on, I hope that don't be my P.O. knockin' at my door

'Cause, she don't even know the kid been tryna heal up his soul

Grim Reaper, I say, "I see nothin' but evil"

I see **** wanna be us

But, they never prayed to you once

No, I want his soul

I just want to bust his dome

Put that **** feet inside the air, he want to see us (****, yeah)

Show that **** that this shit ain't pretty, tryna be us