embarassin' Lyrics

(Yeah, yeah)

Woah, woah

Woah, woah

Yah

Hittin' yo bitch from the back, yeah she finna scream (She finna scream)

Bitch really think ima wife her but she for the team (Yeah, but she for the team)

What's up in my cup it's red its never no green (Never no green up in me)

No I can't see through the hate in this limousine (No, not in this limousine, yeah)

Lil boy done fucked up his bag that's embarrassin'

Bitch i'm the shit never been no comparison (Been no comparin' it)

She tried to FaceTime me on my iPhone (Yeah)

I hung the phone up, cause I ain't hearin' it (Don't wanna hear it)

I make her sing like we finna go carolin' (Urrr)

Bust on her face I ain't doing no parentin'

I got the hits in the speakers i'm blarin' it

Walk in yo crib and take what you inherited

She want the new Michael Kors (Yeah)

She want the Christian Dior (Yeah, she want all of that)

Bodies they hittin' the floor

Don't talk about me no more (Yeah)

Whenever i'm hittin' record

Feel like i'm up in a morgue (Feel like i'm up in a morgue)

I ain't tryna do this no more

Dead men got my fingers sore

Yeah, Where the fuck did my soul go? (Where did my soul go?)

Where the fuck did my soul go? (Where did my soul go?)

Where the fuck did my soul go? (Where did my soul go?)

Where did my soul go? (Woah)

Where did my soul go?

Where did my soul go? (Yeah)

Where did my soul go?

(Bitch)

She jump on it like pogo (Yeah)

Hit his body we watchin' his soul float (Yeah, yeah)

Called my demon and told him we gon' blow (Brrp)

Fuck the rest my team we on go mode

I ain't felt shit like this up in so long

Spent a day on the damn oxycodone

Moncleezy when I put my coat on (Yeah, yeah)

We in the VIP

I'm with yo bitch and she wan' take a sip

Bought her designer but i'm not a simp

You can ask any of my relationships (Yeah)

I'll fuck yo bitch she won't turn to my wife (Yeah)

Nigga talk down we gon' take out his light (Yeah)

Fuck he thought this was we ain't finna fight

You get smoked out this wood nigga you finna die (Nigga you finna)

Hittin' yo bitch from the back, yeah she finna scream (She finna scream)

Bitch really think ima wife her but she for the team (Yeah, but she for the team)

What's up in my cup it's red its never no green (Never no green up in me)

No I can't see through the hate in this limousine (No, not in this limousine, yeah)

Yeah, Where the fuck did my soul go?

Where the fuck did my soul go?

Where the fuck did my soul go?

Where did my soul go?

Where did my soul go?

Where did my soul go?

Where did my soul go?

Dior the shirt, Margay the pants (Margiela, margiela)

You talking dirt nigga where is yo fans?

Choppa big chop got me doin' a dance (Bop)

Fuck up a bag and I do it again (And i do it again, yeah)

Yeah, think you a real big dog

Well buddy you smaller than ants (Smaller than ants)

After I fuck her i'm callin' her friend (Yeah)

Straight from the gutter you not from my ends (Yeah)

I carry big dog status (Big dawg status)

Walk in the club with brand new automatics (New automatics)

Shawty gon' jump on my dick like a rabbit (Yuh, like a rabbit)

Don't fuck with my dogs they really be rabid (They really be rabid)

You don't want smoke, want no static (Yeah)

I spent like 10 of yo checks on a Patek (Yeah)

Throwin' the pack like its Madden (Yee, yee, yee)

Don't want that bitch cuz I already had it (Yeah, yeah)

Hittin' yo bitch from the back, yeah she finna scream (She finna scream)

Bitch really think ima wife her but she for the team (That bitch for the team)

What's up in my cup it's red its never no green (Ain't never no green)

Put the bitch onto the Perc and she turned to a fiend (She turned to a fiend, yeah)

Lil boy done fucked up his bag that's embarrassin'

Bitch i'm the shit never been no comparison (Been no comparin' it)

She tried to FaceTime me on my iPhone (Yeah)

I hung the phone up, cause I ain't hearin' it (Don't wanna hear it)

I make her sing like we finna go carolin' (Urrr)

Bust on her face I ain't doing no parentin'

I got the hits in the speakers i'm blarin' it

Walk in yo crib and take what you inherited

(Where the fuck did my soul go)

(Where the fuck did my soul go)

(Where the fuck did my soul go)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah)