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(album: Soldier Mentality - 2019)

Titties hanging out the glizzy, bro, go watch the door, I'm finna write a song
I'm tryna run up all the benjis, struggle to succeed, I put my niggas on (Yeah)
Loyalty run through my blood, if I call you my nigga, then it's right or wrong
Never let the money blind you, stay up on your mission, keep one in the dome (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah

You know I gotta keep a ski, I'm ready for whatever, talking 'bout whenever
Ain't shit, I handle that lil' pressure, bitch, come meet the reverend, I'ma have to bless you
Mr. Put-Your-Ass-Up-on-a-Stretcher
Slanging K 'cause that's my favorite letter
Lil' bitch, you know that we some Soldiers
Better step correct 'cause I'm the one to check you, yeah
Crush his ass just like a Pringle, put that pressure on him, they gon' lay him down
I'm kicking big shit with your idols, applying that pressure with a hundred rounds
Double cupping, now I'm leaning, bitch
I'm feeling drowsy, talking to the demons
Niggas faker than a bitch, I had to cut 'em off
They changing with the seasons, yeah
I'm really smoking rapper weed, a nigga really out here really making moves
Remember kicking corner stores and clutching on that fire, they used to call me Scoob
Fuck it, nigga, we can do it, said that it's whatever, bitch, you know I'm with it
Soldier Life about to win, and nigga, what you're yelling, boy, you better quit it, yeah

Titties hanging out the glizzy, bro, go watch the door, I'm finna write a song
I'm tryna run up all the benjis, struggle to succeed, I put my niggas on (Yeah)
Loyalty run through my blood, if I call you my nigga, then it's right or wrong
Never let the money blind you, stay up on your mission, keep one in the dome (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah

Whenever, however, whatever
You know I don't care, ain't nothing to the youngin (No)
Lil' nigga capping off of Soldier business
Nigga tripping, he must be a dummy
.223's through his tummy (Yeah)
I wrap his ass just like a mummy (For real)
Pull up on whoever you with with the TEC and the drake, man this shit gon' get muddy
Soldier Life, I got it on me
Yeah, you got that fire, but nigga, you an actor
Finessing just to get a combo
Question, where were you at back when I was trappin'?
Chopper posted in the back and yeah that nigga chilling, waiting for some drama
Done owned about a hundred guns, we walking 'round with choppers that can hold a hundred
I might pull up on 'em in a foreign
Play it off and then I get to scoring
Don't think that I'ma let you slide
'Cause I'ma whack a nigga, leave him for the morning
I'm moving out a couple spots, and yeah, I'm with the gang, lil' nigga, that's for sure
Lil' nigga asking for a problem, dawg, that shit excite me, you don't want no smoke, for real

Titties hanging out the glizzy, bro, go watch the door, I'm finna write a song
I'm tryna run up all the benjis, struggle to succeed, I put my niggas on (Yeah)
Loyalty run through my blood, if I call you my nigga, then it's right or wrong
Never let the money blind you, stay up on your mission, keep one in the dome (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah