I Want His Soul

I Want His Soul Lyrics

They been talkin' bad, bad 'bout me
They been talkin' bad
They been talkin' bad, bad 'bout me
They know I'ma flash, don't play wit' me
Huh, who that is knockin' on it
[?]
Haa, look

Thirty stick, pocket can't fit, '36 servin' that sh*t
Plannin' on murderin' a b**ch, don't f**k wit' that, don't f**k wit' that
Rerock tucked inside his sock, he smokin', ain't sellin' that sh*t
Pop 'em, and we make 'em smell that b**ch, the law gon' smell that b**ch
[?] hit, take off his dome, I'm on that Skully sh*t
That's my cousin, I hope you don't f**k wit' this
I'm gon' kill all your kids, lost soul
I say, "Grandma, tell my God that I'm coming home"
They want me gone, but I ain't scared
You lose your head 'bout what you said
I bang that green, my symbol red
Now, free my slimes from out the feds
Now, pussy nigga, what you said?
You know I be on that, you talk that sh*t, can't take it back
You ain't sh*t to me, just another hat
Call his mama, I'll help that b**ch bury his ass
These niggas hate Big 5, huh
Because, they brother or cousin died
Because, they b**ch want to f**k the slime
They know the realest one is, I
Lil Phat gone, inside the sky
Hold it down and I don't know 'em
I pick my phone up, call up Shyne, "I need Young Thug back on my charm"
I pick my phone up, call them slimes
These pussy niggas, I can't ignore 'em
I know this one, he got some sense
And, just one want meet my arm, that I bare wit'
Wipe his nose, show that pussy nigga that I slatt sh*t
Brrt, baow, baow, no comin' back b**ch
Shoulda been my friend, but you want to be a demon, huh
I ain't that type of nigga that'll fill your b**ch up wit' my semen, nah
I'ma spit in that b**ch face and make her tell you that, "That nigga foul"
It's f**k you out that gate, and if you play, b**ch, I'ma lay you down
Lay law down in that murder town, choppa bullets sprayin' 'round
Tell that pussy, "Pick you up", by night, he still be layin' down
I'm wit' that, I don't f**k around
Can't wait 'til I catch that clown
Pussy tryna steal my whole swag, I get 'em dragged
Run down on his ass, he get no pass, he gon' get smashed
Haa, young nigga not more bloody than me
Hand full, I count on my feet
Pussy ass nigga ain't more Skully than me
Came in this game, and I'm known to beef
Real slimeball, they known to creep
Catch 'em down bad, knock 'em off his feet

Grim reaper, I say, "I see nothin' but evil"
I see niggas wanna be us
But, they never prayed to you, once
No, I want his soul
I just want to bust his dome
Put that nigga feet inside the air, he want to see us (Nigga, yeah)
Show that nigga that this sh*t ain't pretty, tryna be us

Nigga, soon as you see us, we hold that heat up
Better not have your mamacita wit' you, she get left put up
Flash it, glrrt, flash it, blrrt, you get the picture
f**k wit' them real gravediggers, the one's that do real rituals (Oh, yeah)
If I say that I want you dead, might as well go call the feds
Ain't none, ain't stoppin' 'til we get to you, I'm gon' bust your head
I'm like, "One, two, three, four, five, six", nigga f**k that count, It's twelve
You gon' be thirteen, I'm gon' send your stupid, scary ass, to hell
f**k who you is, them looks prevail
Did too much time inside them cells
f**k who you kill, look, I'm too real
Got to show me, better than you spell or rhyme, nigga
Pussy, we slang iron, nigga
Once you cross that line, nigga
Your whole family dyin', nigga (I want his soul)

They been talkin' bad, bad 'bout me
They gon' see me flash, now, why you play wit' me
Now, hold on, I hope that don't be my P.O. knockin' at my door
Cause, she don't even know the kid been tryna heal up his soul
Grim reaper, I say, "I see nothin' but evil"
I see niggas wanna be us
But, they never prayed to you, once
No, I want his soul
I just want to bust his dome
Put that nigga feet inside the air, he want to see us (Nigga, yeah)
Show that nigga that this sh*t ain't pretty, tryna be us