Bars Of Soap

(album: Ransom 2 - 2017)

Ayy, ayy, ayy (Ransom)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Ransom)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Ransom)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm a running man
Sandals slipping off my feet, on the sand
Counting up the bills with my dominant hand, yo yo
Took twos on, take this appreciate it
This too? Why tear up the rim shop? Haha
Mike WiLL Made-It

I'm going postal, loco, coast to coast like La Nostra
My G.I. Joe present, I've yet to see a cobra
So off my rocker got me sipping club soda
Some bombs never go off, some stars never blow up
I'm pitching and never in a dug out
Reaching in my pants and I can't take a head count
Flash back '03, things was looking run down
Now I set foot in the place, it's a luau
Killing shit like ten counts, y'all know how we get down
House with the fence around, y'all know that we in route
Transition from the Impala to the Fisker
I should charge admission for that girl to get the dessert
Left the doors up, now the Lambo' has pigtails
Since you getting comfy, I'ma let you sit there
I'ma let you stay there, when I shed a tear
They didn't have no care, so I'ma charge retail
I brought some kush 'cause you say you want set sail
If you love sick in the room, you best get well
Every dog has its day, what the hell? No tuck tail
Swae Lee went to magazine, double X-L
Floss with your Gucci on, bloods dipped in goo
Colors burst on the cars and the jewels
I'm a wanted man
Seats looking like they got a spray tan
When I was without, not a helping hand
I got some women that throw it back and make me drop the cans
I told Ben Frank' just to drop a pin
I collect my fit goal to the highest bid
Yes, I might drop in, it all depends
Junior high, I was dreaming of a Mach 10
I'm coming clean though, I mean not a speck
My girl be serving looks, I could kiss the chef
Katana sword popping out my, walking cane
I'm overseas, my Cali bae like, "How was Spain?"
We getting to the money and you niggas having issues
I bought a fucking piece and it came with a wet suit
The Buddha left me without breath, I really am a mess
I'm mooching off my mother-loving self
She be hoping that I take a knee like Kaepernick, yes
I be open to that "SremmLife" shit (SremmLife!)
This is how we live, this is how we exist
Hoes love the kicks and we love the hits
All in the house and I'm home-wrecking
If I sleep with his wife, I'm a home-wrecker
I'm in my own world, throw the money up and make my own weather
Mami playing with my balls like tether, on my leather
Money talk, it's a lecture
80 pointers dance on me, it's electric
Niggas gon' hate, I'm still unaffected
Chip on my shoulder, I move undetected
She said pop the question, the question got deflected
Man them men my boy, that's my motherfucking brethren
Let's cut to the chase
It's only on the house when we in the place
My Houston lava boys got it up in some flames
Stirring up the cup with my wrist, souffle
Shaka Zulu chains with my name engraved
I told you all in "Swang", don't say my name in vain
We bring it to your door like (*doorbell*) "You rang?!"
Spending all the money then we watch it boomerang
With the fendi belt, angry face like Pootie Tang
Put some gold on my fingers, neck and shoestrings
"Long time, no see," that's what they say when they see me mane
I been going crazy, just to stay sane
Hey, your girl went missing, who's to blame?
Young whipper snapper with the Range
Pause, then I went deranged
Call that hottie on my station
Long week, but a great day
Someone got my blowing tree like Sage
On me you should get erased
On me, yeah, you can hate