Reezyo T - Soul Whippa

Uh, yeah
We got (Reezy on the track)
Get cold in the winter
First place, I'm the winner
Get paid, ain't a dealer
Messin' wit' the soul whippa
Soul whippa, big dope dealers
I ain't fuckin' wit' no broke ass niggas
The soul whippa, true blood killers
(Reezy on the track) Yeah, go figure
Have a heart attack, I know you live it
Put that on the rap, it be two digits
Fuck wit' all the homies, you be wicked
I don't have no time for you midgets
Actin' like you clean but you ain't livin' in a dream
I tried to listen closely but I couldn't hear a thing
Tryna be up on me but I do not need a ring
Come in wit' that heat, I just come in wit' that bling homie
You ain't on the team, homie
Find you someone else so you won't get a clean homie
Hit you wit' that belt, better get that lean homie
You a fuckin' nigga
Get cold in the winter
First place, I'm the winner
Get paid, ain't a dealer
Messin' wit' the soul whippa
Soul whippa, big dope dealers
I ain't fuckin' wit' no broke ass niggas
The soul whippa, true blood killers
(Reezy on the track) Yeah, go figure
I'ma fuck it up real quick
Cook it in the kitchen, I'ma chef, lil' bitch
They don't gotta pay attention, I'm the ref lil' bitch
I've been waiting for features but I don't need features
I cannot rely on you niggas
Tropic Trip fever, I'm not talking heater
A different demeanor than hitters
Hit it
Caught you in a lie but you, but you
But you won't admit it (Bitch)
(Hit you wit' that belt)
Get cold in the winter
First place, I'm the winner
Get paid, ain't a dealer
Messin' wit' the soul whippa
Soul whippa, big dope dealers
I ain't fuckin' wit' no broke ass niggas
The soul whippa, true blood killers
(Reezy on the track) Yeah, go figure

Written by:
Elijah Andrey

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