Soul Ripples Lyrics

Yea

Yea

On big abe nigga

On big abe nigga

If I see you in my peripheral it's gonna get physical

Where your homie at I heard he's paramedical

Cuz imma put your head in the exhaust inhale that methanol

I ain't scared of the police like rocc im walkin tall

Scream for help but they can't hear you silence all your calls

Ready to kill but not to die cuz you ain't got the balls

Rep is tainted so it's time to wash the dirty drawls

If I was strapped I woulda went down and been long gone

Had to call a Lyft off my cellphone

Knew he tried to leave us at the bar he was dead wrong

Now he don't wanna come around he in the red zone

He call me and I go answer the phone

I call him dial tone

Hella disrespect it needs to get checced

His homie in my DM tryna press me almost got stepped on

All that tough talk imma intercept

Turn it bacc on you and now it's I don't bang ain't that a bitch

Index finger itch I take up the lines inch by inch

I might blink a couple times but I ain't gonna flinch

Lied right to my face and say he didn't snitch

But Lucifer comes in the form of friend ain't that devilish

The game tarnished these rappers lame without the garments

I ain't gon dumb it down

Instead of gettin hooked on X you shoulda got hooked on the phonics

Super sonic

Niggas can't fucc with me my arm is bionic