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Soulja Boy

Novacane

 

Novacane

(álbum: Soulja World 2 - 2022)


What, what, what, what
(Ayo, Goat)
Uh, uh uh

Woke up this morning, I couldn't feel my face
I'm sipping on lean, all of these drugs
I'm pouring up lean, I'm pouring up purple
I'm switching the lane, jump in the corvette, I'm switching the lane
Yuh

Woke up this morning, I couldn't feel my face
All of these drugs, I'm pouring up lean
Jump in the coup and I'm sipping on lean
Know what I mean? Here out the scene
Counting up racks when I step on the scene
I'm running up money, I'm sipping on lean
Just me and my niggas that ride with my killers
We ran up some millions, I really be posted in the trenches

I couldn't feel my face, I whip out a space
I'm catching a case and I'm beating a case
I'm fresh outta county, I'm running a race
Fresh out the county, could count up a thousand
Running some millions, that's me and my niggas
I count up the money, I count down the building
Count up the money in brand new Givenchy
Yeah
Cook up the dope in the Givenchy
I shoot the clip 'till it's empty, yeah yeah
Count up a hunna' and 50, I signed a deal for a milli, yeah yeah
You gotta feel me, I cook up the dope in Givenchy
You gotta feel me, I had a shootout in the Amiri, yeah yeah
You gotta feel me, I really came up from the trenches
I really ride round with the Forgi on, 26 inches
I really pull up with extensions, yeah yah

Woke up this morning, I couldn't feel my face
All of these drugs, I'm pouring up lean
Jump in the coup and I'm sipping on lean
Know what I mean? Here out the scene
Counting up racks when I step on the scene
I'm running up money, I'm sipping on lean
Just me and my niggas that ride with my killers
We ran up some millions, I really be posted in the trenches

I'm really from west side zone one, impset zone
My young nigga pulling up with 10, you know that he on one
These niggas be talking down, capped out, oh wow
You know I be pulling up 5-7 with that fire
You know I be all in mix
You know I be pulling up with the bricks
You know I be pulling up with the sticks
You know ima pull up and handle it
You know when we pull up we handle business
You know what we stand on, we leave no witness
We don't be playing, we pull up we spraying

I got that lean in my kidneys, I can't even feel my face and I'm feeling like novacane
I jump in the Tesla, I'm pulling up flexin, they know that these niggas don't know they lame
I'm catching a body, a new Maserati
The pinky ring hit me for pinky ring
The pinky ring, he came from Johnny Dame
And Eliantte, the cuban link from Peter Marco it's so insane

feito

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