SoGlo Lyrics

I'm a champion but somehow they still want me to lose

Smoking yo homie out the pack but damn buddy ain't even making the news

I know you hurt if you snooze and you lose

Boy you better stay on your ones and your twos

We leave the kitchen, wash the ditches while I'm busting the moves

My brother got lost in the trenches, he ain't know what to do

You on the other side mad cause I ain't rocking with you

From the sandbox, then niggas got stuck in the booth

I heard he ran out, them niggas tryna run up on who

Say he ain't snitching but them niggas keep on dropping the clues

Damn, I don't want them pussy niggas around me

I pop uppers then forget the downers

I pour up when I'm feeling rowdy

I go up another upper when I'm feeling drowsy

Don't say you love me baby, show me how you feel about me

Cool me down, I might start clutching on my Glock

When I start feeling crowded, get from around me

I'm a champ but I ain't getting my ring, yeah so don't forget about me

If I ain't got it in the house, I'm bout to see if them niggas up in the trenches got it

If you ain't know the shit I'm on, keep that pussy shit from around me bro, forget about it

It's easier to walk away from me than have some faith in me

They drain me from my love, it's crazy how much that they'll take from me

I got a bag and I went out of state for it

You get what you want when you go out your way for me

If I did this shit for you, you'd probably still hate on it

I see you leaving and I dust it out cause they ain't wanna wait on me

Now you mad at me cause I found a way

I can't save a hoe no more cause I can't find my cape

Bitch tryna hit my wood, the bitch can't find her vape

I'ma send that bitch about her way too much time, she tryna confiscate

I ain't got no time to play this shit, ain't got no time for games

Skip all that talking, I got three woods I'm tryna face

Bitch find my lighter, I'm tryna flame

Niggas sending shots and he ain't got no aim

If she don't like me, that bitch must ain't got no taste

Thick ass but slim up in the waist

Get to the crib and I slap dick up in her face

Then I bump back in traffic, I'm tryna get this cake

He probably mad at me cause he's just in the way

I'm finna blow by him, bitch I'm tryna win the race

I'm about my cake, tryna get the anime

Time is his bitch, do whatever I say

Glizzy say I'll gas, fuck them brakes

He a bitch, he false flag, now he hate me

He bout broke pipes, he ain't even dangerous

If you know 12 can't sentence you, then why the fuck my name in it

Niggas always hatin' on you and they can't hang with you