TAKE COVER

#scfirst #explicit 

where to connect with soulja: 
https://www.instagram.com/sexuhsoulja

she wanna link wit my slime, slatt
try to run hit landmine, slatt
i know a couple niggas wit gen five 
i know that they quick to slide, slatt 
i'm wit my slime murder on his mind 
that nigga just waiting the time 
you got some pape nigga don't een lie
cause when we walk out you get fried, yuh

we make him question his life, yuh
pullup and shoot we don't fight, huh
pop me a thirty with sprite, yuh
that nigga gone meet his demise, yuh
walk out wit suit and a tie, huh
i'm sending bullets thru eyes, huh
bitch do not come ask me why, yuh 
i guess this shit is goodbye, yuh 
walk out the bank and i'm fly, yuh 
geeked off the za bitch i'm tired, yuh 
most of these niggas they be tryna lie 
so i'm walkin outside wit the fye, yuh
bitch i'm posted up with the slime 
these niggas talking bout taking ya life, yuh
i be wit a couple hittas i call em my slime
know they one of mine, yuh

slime we slidin in fast shit
tryna make ya hoe stretch she elastic 
told her call me soulja i talk mad shit 
i might fuck on this hoe she a real bad bitch
nigga talk shit like go get a bag bitch
i keep a couple sticks on the mattress 
i shoot the chop and they hitting backflips
and i'm in dis new foreign a g-wagon 
hating ass niggas got kicked out the club
you need some pape to get back in 
look in the mirror you get bad luck
roll one more to get past ten 
i'm wit my slime we not giving a fuck
fuck all that talking shit we finna bend 
only my bruddas my niggas i trust 
you not my slime then you meeting yo end, (yeah)
you not my slime then you meeting yo end, slatt
you not my slime then you meeting yo end, slime 
you not my slime then you meeting yo end, slatt
you not my slime then you meeting yo end 

she wanna link wit my slime, slatt
try to run hit landmine, slatt
i know a couple niggas wit gen five 
i know that they quick to slide, slatt 
i'm wit my slime murder on his mind 
that nigga just waiting the time 
you got some pape nigga don't een lie
cause when we walk out you get fried, yuh

we make him question his life, yuh
pullup and shoot we don't fight, huh
pop me a thirty with sprite, yuh
that nigga gone meet his demise, yuh
walk out wit suit and a tie, huh
i'm sending bullets thru eyes, huh
bitch do not come ask me why, yuh 
i guess this shit is goodbye, yuh

goodbye p. yakk n duma

moonrock

prod: @rakkstarr
More SERV: https://guns.lol/yehserv
mixing & lyrics by SERV

Lyrics:
Im tellin my shooter to fye-fye, huh
Dat nigga run up then he die-die, huh
I roll up nigga trynna get high-high, uhha
Im tellin my shooter to fye-fye, huh
Dat nigga run up then he die-die, huh
I roll up nigga trynna get high-high, uhha
Bitch im feanin for dat blood 

Know dat luh bitch finna suck-suck
Sippin wokey, fallin to my gut-gut 
Told dat bitch to pull up and suck me suoyt-suoyt
Ahh, huh, bitch i run around tote my chop
I been in my bag nigga gettin guap 
Boy i know you sad, you aint getting no-

Yeah dat big bag nigga hold the glock, boy i hold chop nigga on yo block 
Know dat nigga fake - Know dat nigga fake
Boy i got a chop nigga geting baked 
I dont fuck wit thot nigga chasing cake

I-i been goin up
Know dat bitch wanna make some porn yah
Know my slatty nigga finna pour up

(ooooyaaah)
B-ballhoge bitch on in dat court 
M-make her dances cuz she my whore 
W-wanna fuck bitch close dat door 

Love the oxy cuz i love the drugz
Been takin drugz bitch dont want your love 
Pour up some mud love it in my cup
P-Pour up some mud love it in my cup
P-Pour up some mud love it in my cup

I been getting bandz yes a nigga getting band quick
I jus fucked yo friend yes luh baby fucked yo fren bitch
I jus jugged dat nigga ran of on the plug got bandz bitch
Huh, give fuck wha you sayin bitch
Huh, like fortnite i spam bricks 
Huh, put fye on yo man bitch 
Hu-huh im counting like te-
Hu-huh im counting like te-
Hu-huh im counting like te-

Im tellin my shooter to fye-fye, huh
Dat nigga run up then he die-die, huh
I roll up nigga trynna get high-high, uhha
Im tellin my shooter to fye-fye, huh
Dat nigga run up then he die-die, huh
I roll up nigga trynna get high-high, uhha
Bitch im feanin for dat blood 

Know dat luh bitch finna suck-suck
Sippin wokey, fallin to my gut-gut 
Told dat bitch to pull up and suck me suoyt-suoyt
Ahh, huh, bitch i run around tote my chop
I been in my bag nigga gettin guap 
Boy i know you sad, you aint getting no-

Yeah dat big bag nigga hold the glock, boy i hold chop nigga on yo block 
Know dat nigga fake - Know dat nigga fake
Boy i got a chop nigga geting baked

moonrock

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