Souwhell ft. Dizzy The Ill One & Tripl3 Lyrics

YANG

What laws I respect

Only cause and effect

And its probably gon kill my moms

But push come to shove Ima take that charge

Young Visionary

Ya'll niggaz Ray Charles

Need one last chance but it's too late now

I'm too far gone no turning down

Car and home

All a nigga need

Wanna be free but it rule everything around me

Face down ass up she astounding

White skin red skin black skin browning

Lounging, fuck your couch and the coaster

Tool scratching me up think I need a holster

Moving that work tryna make a quota

Surpass that celebrate pop potion

But what I need more of

Is your locomotion

Every single jiggle

Very very potent

Johnnie Walker Blue

Screaming Hallelu

Just like that henny black came through

How I got home man I think a nigga flew

Asking bout school and a nigga like who

Its not that I'm not holding everything down

I've just decided to let some things go

Drugs on the table break everything down

Twelve spliffs straight to the throat Go

I told her pop it for me and she did it so well

So well so well so well so well

So well I think she took a piece of my soul

Soul Soul Soul Soul

Trapped in that hot box that pussy so hell

So hell so hell so hell so hell

So hell so hell soul soul

So well so well souwhell souwhell

Bitch Ima need some form of resume to decide if you get to stay

I'm on my picket signs for my wicked rhymes shit

Just who decides what you get to say

These niggas just flex away

So what if I love hip hop that's Stevie J that aint Jessie J

I Run DMC shit Master J

The way the craft get filleted

If there's a space above the top

Whether we can put you above the rock

Its no bumper crop

And the lady them love gi top

Well you can love the thots

And never worry bout a bomboclaat that'd be out department

Whenever we come though the fuckery stop

We make the gully bop

Nowadays rappers and DJ's drop the cup

When I drop the cut them have a cut fi drop

You'd only set me on if you no love your spot

Dope boy couldn't even start to stop

So I don't know shawty think I'm narcissistic

Cause I'm always fixing from up under the screens

From up under the boxes, I think that its all simplistic

I aint tryna be another statistic

But Ima live up when I get to hits it

I'm convince that if heaven was real

That'd be what this is, Its just that

After you complicate life you get to find the simple shit prolific

If you aint there yet then you either missed it or never lived it

Held the cup and kissed it free kick then missed it

I told her pop it for me and she did it so well

So well so well so well so well

So well I think she took a piece of my soul

Soul Soul Soul Soul

Trapped in that hot box that pussy so hell

So hell so hell so hell so hell

So hell so hell soul soul

So well so well souwhell souwhell

I say she do it so well

She do it so proper

She hotter than hell flyer than a helicopter

She gon need a doctor

When I align her chakra

She twist again my chubby checker yoga like a monster

Baby got a motor like Honda

Maybe a Ducati though

Million dollar baby with the body blow

Yes I go the distance

Yes I'm so persistent

My super soaker wet her she defenseless she a victim

Living like a queen

Now she's just my pawn

Ima make her scream

Till the break of dawn

Ima do her mean bedroom bully what she want

Told her Ima nice guy now she know I'm wrong

I used to be Erkle but now I'm more like Stefan

I used to transform now I'm more like a don

Met a suicide bomber chick her body was the bomb

Ima take her to Allah when I have her yelling God

I told her pop it for me and she did it so well

So well so well so well so well

So well I think she took a piece of my soul

Soul Soul Soul Soul

Trapped in that hot box that pussy so hell

So hell so hell so hell so hell

So hell so hell soul soul

So well so well souwhell souwhell