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​reef (usa) - ​soul eater lyrics

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[intro]
soul eater, drive by on a four+wheeler
soul eater, drive by on a four+wheeler
itchin’, had to part ways with my old dealer
itchin’, had to part ways with my old dealer

[verse 1]
drowning in that drank, he can’t swim
bro was lifting weight, like a membership at the gym
bro said he can’t wait, he want the amg or the benz
fame k!lled all my friends, it’s just me, myself and him
me myself and i, mama, i keep on procrastinating
g4 got a switch, you shoot that b+tch, it sound like m+st+rbating
pretty hoe tryna hitch me, sell my soul before she trap a baby
can’t sell under a p ’cause my big brother been a trapper, baby
alphabet soup, way they tryna can me
sitting in that trackhawk, thinkin’, “who would pick the plan+b?”
presidential, i got b+tches tryna fan me
lost cause, twin had a felony in his f+nny
bro+bro think i talk to demons, bill and mandy
i been fighting back for so dam long, eat percs like candy
if i see them boys, then 911 gon’ come in handy
i been tryna save him, on the ropes, he like randy

[chorus]
soul eater, drive by on a four+wheeler
soul eater, drive by on a four+wheeler
itchin’, had to part ways with my old dealer
itchin’, had to part ways with my old dealer
soul eater, drive by on a four+wheeler
soul eater, drive by on a four+wheeler
itchin’, had to part ways with my old dealer
itchin’, had to part ways with my old dealer
[verse 2]
jimmy kimmel, i been ducking spotlight
johnny dang, diamond t++th, i got a f+ckin’ rock bite
he was putting pressure on that wound until his dog died
blow up till i—, 9/11, b+tch got frog eyes
she said i’m special
or she see the green and her foot just on the pedal
by any means, pretty girl, i’m not saying settle
but brace yourself, ‘fore you meet face to face with the metal
b+tch, i need a medal, sip hi+tech out a kettle, gucci bezel
my lil’ freaky hoe wanna wrestle, i got wockhardt in my vessel
baby, my new hoe the pessimistic type, she’d take the tires off yo’ bike
imagine if you was a bike, then she would take the tires off yo’ life

[chorus]
soul eater, drive by on a four+wheeler
soul eater, drive by on a four+wheeler
itchin’, had to part ways with my old dealer
itchin’, had to part ways with my old dealer



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