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freestyle - luh soldier lyrics

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[intro]
pour that sh-t up, trippy
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse]
straight off the block, had the dope in my sock
ain’t got no money, the f-ck out the spot
d-mn, look at soldier, that boy got them knots
make the wrong move, watch how quick he get popped
i just got head from this b-tch in the bay
and i didn’t even f-ck, gave that b-tch to my partner
don’t eat up the drip ’cause it might leave you sick
b-tch, i’m not finna save you, b-tch, go to the doctor
this a freestyle and they biting my style
and i’m tellin’ you now that i’m sick with this sh-t
walked in with whoadie, he gave her a look
man, i’m sorry to tell you he gone with your b-tch, yeah
we off in the trap with them sticks, yeah
i’m tryna maintain and get rich, yeah
i walked in this b-tch like la flare
i came with the drip like my nickname was ric
d-mn, my og came in with that pressure
i almost fell off, man, i’m high as a b-tch
she wanna lay up with the kid
b-tch, i gave her a look and then gave her a kick
i sleep with that nine, call it rondo
pull up with this sh-t and retract like a poncho
i walked in this b-tch, i’m the shooter
just call me kawhi like i play for toronto, yeah
fabo them pluggin’ me in
i’m so fire with this sh-t, i’m applyin’ that pressure, yeah
came in this b-tch with the mob
if a n-gga look wrong, he’ll get left on a stretcher, yeah
car jacking, pull up in a tesla
three clips so you better bring extra, yeah
i’m tryna set up me a movement
i need all the women, just call me hugh hefner, yeah
a n-gga want smoke with the team
and i’m not finna argue, i’m makin’ obituaries
n-gga just don’t understand, that’s on sight when i see him
just call me a visionary
strapped up with sh-t from the military
cap is not used in my dictionary
i’m spreading the motherf-ckin’ gospel and handin’ out sauce
dawg, i feel like a missionary
yeah, i got that swag for real
and i know i hit down, got ’em diggin’ the fashion
b-tch, i’m so clean that i feel like the don
and i’m steppin’ on lanes like a pair of new balance
yeah, i got that swag for real
and i know i hit down, got ’em diggin’ the fashion
b-tch, i’m so clean that i feel like the don
and i’m steppin’ on lanes like a pair of new balance
f-cked up when i dropped that “finesse”
man, the city went crazy, was showin’ me love
came back when i dropped “28”
i was lookin’ like d-mn, i should’ve played in the club
made ten, i ain’t holdin’ no grudge
so you better pipe down ’cause i’m on it for real
n-ggas be nosy, i ran up the profit
they all in my face ’cause they know i’m the deal, yeah, yeah

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