sol

And just smoke on Doja

S-s-sol'-sol', ride 'round with my soldier (soldier, soldier, soldier)

Big-ass pockets like boulders (yeah)

New Moncler bipolar, Alyx bag hang on my shoulder (yeah, yeah)

I'ma tell her come over

Yo' sick-ass sippin' on Yoda

I hope CC gon' blow up (yeah, yeah)

Yeah, I ain't lookin for closure

Nigga talk down, we dispose him (boop)

I'm tryna shoot out the whole gym (yeah)

Bitch niggas don't get they roses, break a leg like D' Rose then

Semi-auto kill a whole jit, yeah, we smokin yo' top five

Young nigga don't got mob ties, plenty bitches in my hot ride

CC finna cop a high rise, so many unwanted souls

AR-15 buss shit though (yeah)

Bitch, I'm up out in Dutch wit' a ho

Think I'm finna up a cup on this ho

Nigga so sus', think it's something we don't know

Yeah, got a switch on the blade, 'cause we cut throat

No, no, never cuffin' no cuck ho

I just be smokin on Enzo's (Enzo's)

I'm tryna fuck on yo' friend though

Plenty bullets in FN though

Niggas, I'll never defend them

And the room filled with some tension

4 A.M. in this session, yeah

Set, set, set, what you reppin'?

Yeah, feel like I'm ahead of them

Oxy' keep my head up, niggas aimin' at ya head top

Tell these niggas get they mans up, I just smoke so many dead opps'

Niggas dyin' by FN though, fifteen trappin' out the bando

These niggas had they shot, but it jammed though

And just smoke on Doja

S-s-sol'-sol', ride 'round with my soldier (smoke on Doja, soldier)

Big-ass pockets like boulders (boulder)

New Moncler bipolar, Alyx bag hang on my shoulder

I'ma tell her come over

Yo' sick-ass sippin' on Yoda (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I hope CC gon' blow up

Yeah, I ain't lookin for closure

Nigga talk down, we dispose him

I'm tryna shoot out the whole gym

Desert eagle at his heart (at his heart)

This Chicago, nigga

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Soldier, soldier

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