a.p. chapo x sb soulja - go to the sky lyrics
(a.p. chapo x sb soulja verse 1)
my lyrics like bullets we takin’ town
comin’ up i had to make my own sound
if you snitch you a clown we k!llin’ you now
stop at the light you catchin’ some rounds
b+tch it’s gon take you a while to get you away
chapo and soulja you know you ain’t safe
i don’t be caring what a b+tch gotta say
i live my day by the day by the day
she f+ckin’ for style
we f+ckin’ right now
look at us talkin’ like we the sh+t how
she wantin’ the d+ck can’t answer the phone
callin’ it off white when really vlone
she gettin’ all wet just from my cologne
kissin’ her titties i make them my home
pull out the glock its straight through your dome
findin’ a n+gga i’m like sherlock holmes
(chorus)
nowadays i jus been countin’ my racks
none of my b+tches been touchin’ my stash
all of my n+ggas know that sh+t facts
f+ckin’ that b+tch n i’m breakin’ her back
take off n i go to the mother f+ckin’ sky
all of my b+tches they know that i’m high
told her momma please don’t look at my eyes told her im leavin’ that b+tch be surprised
nowadays i jus been countin’ my racks
none of my b+tches been touchin’ my stash
all of my n+ggas know that sh+t facts
f+ckin’ that b+tch n i’m breakin’ her back
take off n i go to the mother f+ckin’ sky
all of my b+tches they know that i’m high
told her momma please don’t look at my eyes told her im leavin’ that b+tch be surprised
(a.p. chapo verse 2)
please do not look at my eyes
can leave with yo b+tch tonight
i’m aimin n’ shootin but yeah i can fight
when sh+t go wrong i make it go right
it’s on sight
uppin’ the glock and we ridin’ n shootin’
k!llin a n+gga we’ll call him the student
it was insane, call it a whole f+ckin’ movie
now that n+gga on a tshirt got stained, cause he wasn’t pullin’ caught him lackin’ now he in the dirt and his family wishes he was with them
psychedelics got me trippin’ trippin’
but the pour up seal got me sippin’ sippin’
white girl she gon snort her limit but she never slippin’ always gettin with it
talkin that sh+t but a n+gga can’t finish
broke in his mouth like a n+gga a dentist
f+ckin that b+tch, tossin her to the side, paid her a twenty and her she was just rented
(sb soulja verse 2)
guess it’s just my turn to flow
already know b+tch you know how it go
f+ckin’ it up and i’m spittin’ some mo
got my realist n+ggas with me they ain’t gon fold
chase the fame and passion n+ggas know that we winnin’
psyched out got no netflix and chillin’
hot as motherf+cker hop out the coupe
you know soulja everybody number one villain
well f+ck it i’m going in
got the paparazzi shooting clones again
don’t be actin like we cool b+tch i’m not your friend
got my b+tches turn in’ up and they wear what they want cause it’s not pretend
real n+gga talkin’ we come out at night
drippin’ and drippin’ in all of this ice
pourin’ the lean up all into my sprite
saucin’ and saucin’ we toke up the night
(chorus)
nowadays i jus been countin’ my racks
none of my b+tches been touchin’ my stash
all of my n+ggas know that sh+t facts
f+ckin’ that b+tch n i’m breakin’ her back
take off n i go to the mother f+ckin’ sky
all of my b+tches they know that i’m high
told her momma please don’t look at my eyes told her im leavin’ that b+tch be surprised
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