On my soul Lyrics

I pull up trippin I'm riding in cat

Ride in da bih lose control

I won't fall in love with these bitch

I put that shit on my soul

Two x two cup, Pour up the four

Be the reason that nigga don't go

Be the reason that nigga don't crash

Whippin this cat so It never go slow

If I fuck with the bitch she mine

If I talk to ya bit she fold

And I know she tryna fuck with the kid

If I tell her come here she go

Bottega ya on the tag

Bottega ya on the toe

Put rick ya on a bad bitch

Put Rick ya ya on my hoe

Run these racks up, Run these stacks up

If the bih ain't bad told the bih back up

She ain't tryna fuck with me you an actor

Red Tip in the clip head tap ya

Bad bitch from the hood she a trapper

Bad bih got cake I tap her

She ain't never fuck wit no nigga like me

She ain't never wit no rapper

Fine shit got ass big apple

Put the sword on a bih no dagger

Last bitch tried to fuck up my mind

I can't go back can't go backwards

I can't fuck with them niggas they cowards

I was fucking On his bih for hours yeah

I'm throwing these ones money showers

I pull up trippin I'm riding in cat

Ride in da bih lose control

I won't fall in love with these bitch

I put that shit on my soul

Two x two cup, Pour up the four

Be the reason that nigga don't go

Be the reason that nigga don't crash

Whippin this cat so It never go slow

If I fuck with the bitch she mine

If I talk to ya bit she fold

And I know she tryna fuck with the kid

If I tell her come here she go

Bottega ya on the tag

Bottega ya on the toe

Put rick ya on a bad bitch

Put Rick ya ya on my hoe

Uh yea yea

Shawty what you tryna get

Yea shawty tell me what you tryna do

Told bih come ride this bih

Shawty say she wanna party with a thug

Yeah told the bih come party then

Told the bih come pull up

Told the bih come hop in

I hop in the lamb

Top be dropping, Yea yea

I fuck with lil shawty

Yeah she know I'm popping

Put ranks in skinny jeans pocket

Opps won't pop shit

I'm in a fast car

Nigga won't stop shit

I pull up trippin I'm riding in cat

Ride in da bih lose control

I won't fall in love with these bitch

I put that shit on my soul

Two x two cup, Pour up the four

Be the reason that nigga don't go

Be the reason that nigga don't crash

Whippin this cat so It never go slow

If I fuck with the bitch she mine

If I talk to ya bit she fold

And I know she tryna fuck with the kid

If I tell her come here she go

Bottega ya on the tag

Bottega ya on the toe

Put rick ya on a bad bitch

Put Rick ya ya on my hoe