Soul Snatcher

(album: Mafia Lord (Chapter II) - 2021)

(Marc Madness, let's go crazy)
(Are you in the mafia?)
Look

Ten bottles in the bar, it came with the sparkles
That 40 with the beam, it came with the hollows
When you climbing up the ladder, niggas wanna doubt you
You start getting money, then they talk about you
This a thirty strip of hundreds, baby, let me spread
If you suck me up right now, girl, you gon' get ahead
Three hundred for my shirt, two thousand for my pants
You say you a soul snatcher, bitch, come take it then

Hit him with the oohwop, I'm icy like I'm Guwop
LA in a new drop, feeling like I'm 2Pac
Pull 'em down, bend it over, baby, let me see
Your friend talking 'bout, "What it's laying like?" Let's let her see
Bitch, you gotta pay, you can't get this shit for free
The fiends say it's strong, this shit from the Medellín
I tripled up the chi-chi 'cause I hit it with a three
If anybody ask, you ain't get this shit from me
The right mix turn a little to a lot of G's
I'm popping P's, 'bout to pour up a lot of lean
I'm in the condo by myself with a lot of sleeves
I'm hearing funny voices in here, but the chop in reach
Amiri jeans now, it was Artful Dodgers
Seven hundred horsepower came with the Charger
Sometimes you win or you lose, you just gotta charge it
These niggas ain't real, most these niggas fraudulent
When the hating don't work, then the rumors spread
Nigga play around with me, bitch, I want his head
The jeans I wear cost a thousand just for a leg
You say you a soul snatcher, bitch, come take it then
Oh, you freaky freaky, huh? This shit beyond me
Saying all this shit like she want me to get behind it
The Perc' just kicked in, it was perfect timing
Shit talking when we fuck, she wanna wine and dine me
You get to loose talking, boy, then we gotta wipe you
If your bitch ass get to hiding, then we gotta find you
You meet my A&R, I'm not tryna sign you
I was broke, but sometimes you gotta put the past behind you
I go to Meech and Hutch, not no Diamond Island
Throw your bitch ass a party with some big surprises
These niggas ain't real, they got on good disguises
I chose that bitch over you, she got the gooder license
Put all my chains on, bitch, I turn into a lightshow
Few bands in a hundreds on a nigga, that's a light row
Going to the K, but I'm passing through Ohio
The J's gon' keep knocking, keep calling, get the right dope

Ten bottles in the bar, it came with the sparkles
That 40 with the beam, it came with the hollows
When you climbing up the ladder, niggas wanna doubt you
You start getting money, then they talk about you
This a thirty strip of hundreds, baby, let me spread
If you suck me up right now, girl, you gon' get ahead
Three hundred for my shirt, two thousand for my pants
You say you a soul snatcher, bitch, come take it then