Soda ft. Big Ke Lyrics

She say that she got something for me

That she want me to come see

SRT that's on my key

These pussy ass niggas can't catch up to me

I'm just a big dog nigga can't take leash

I'm just a big dog nigga can't take leash

I'm just a big dog nigga can't take leash eash

L'yeahhhhh

These bitches be bad but I don't want em up in the studio

It be hard as hell to not touch you while you bouncing on my pole-oh

I'm giving that dick back to back she like

She can not take it no more

I was just bouta flip her ass over

Now she wanna taste it

They hating so hard, I can see in they eyes

I can peep it, peep it

She faithful on the TL but I know that that bitch creeping, creepin

Every play I'm gone max out

Pop a upper then I take that bitch down

Pop her like her mama I make her sit down

These bitches ain't want me but now they wanna ride round

She gave that shit to me, I don't take shit but naps

She tryna sell it for me become my tramp

I go where I want I don't needa be stamped

I'm really touching money not just on apps

When the weather stupid sunny I pull out racks

Ima regular nigga do me and kick back

I didn't have to do it cause I got niggas in trap

I can't run if I ever did it was on track

Yeah, ooh

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

Say ima ball AI like I play for the Sixers

Changing how I think tryna get the bigger picture

Running up the money tryna gone get richer

Free all of my niggas lock down in the system

Crack a nigga head like Soda

Say we getting money smoking blunts what I told em

Can't never tell a bitch none can't control her

All these hoes really paper

Know these bitches gone fold up

Tell em watch how I move

Tell me watch how I work

Know we get in

Know we got it out the dirt

I done told her bend it over

Gone make that ass twerk

Yeah it fucked up

How they put em on a shirt

Tell me don't trip young nigga keep moving

Tell me don't trip young nigga keep grinding

Pretty bright like a star young nigga kept shining

Two plus two, four nigga it don't take science

Drop the deposit

We never laid on our back

Tell that boy switch up his gears

Tell that nigga just open his ears

Tell my nigga just watch how it clears

Young nigga he'll crack a nigga head like Soda

Say we getting money smoking blunts what I told ya

Can't never really tell a bitch none

Can't control her

All these hoes really paper

Know these hoes gone fold up yeh