NEVA SOBA Lyrics

Off that dusse and the reefa

What the fuck is wrong with me, bruh

ShIIg a super geek, that nigga never soba

A couple lines of that yellow, in a soda

This shit therapeutic I'll tweak if it tipped over

I got caught up, she dumb as fuck, to think that this over

Say she done with me, but she keep flippin over

I'm on Mars a nigga so blowed, that I could drive the rover

Too in the way, I'm in the field, just like a clover

Tryna flood the gig white boys at work, say they need blow

And bro in the kitchen, beatin' them pots like Tanisha

And I really fuck with shorty like, way deep down inside

She don't think I'ma keeper

And I stay throwin hoes back to the streets

But I like this one, I'ma keep her

Thick lil bad bitch, and she is set it off like Queen Latifah

And I'm feelin myself baby, mixing dusse with the reefer

And she don't like when I'm on drugs, she say imma ain't shit geeka

And she don't like when I explain, cause she say I give, ain't shit reasons

And brodie got the glass, tap in if you got regions

And oh my God, I be geeked up for no reason

And I'm too damn high, she wanna see me, but I ain't leavin

I fuck bad bitches, even bad hoes

I really fuck with her, but she'll never know

My bad that's purp phone

And my shit ringin too, but not the same as bro's

For a different reason

Nigga hit me while I'm in the stu, but I ain't leavin

And you gotta pull up, I turn the studio into the trap

And this ain't no work money right here, my nigga, this straight trap

And it's blues in this bankroll nigga, that's why I don't look that fat

And it's swole up out of them clothes, it ain't even look that fat

And you gotta see shit from my view, it don't even look that bad

When you say it like that, it sound fucked up, but it ain't even that bad

They say ShIIg a slut, he be fuckin groups

I got hella hoes, them bitches come in troops

ShIIg a supa geeka, that nigga never soba

Couple lines, of that yellow in a soda

This shit, therapeutic I'll tweak if it tipped over

I got caught up she dumb as fuck, to think that this over

Say she done with me, but she keep flippin over

I'm on Mars, a nigga so blowed that I could drive the rover

Too in the way, I'm in the field, just like a clover

Tryna flood the gig white boys at work, say they need blow