Sold Ya Soul lyrics

I don’t need a wallet cause my money can’t fold
I’m running up a check just like im Usain Bolt
How am i richer than you and you sold your soul
(Leave Me Alone Man I’m Just Tryna Quarantine b*tch!)

Hook

Leave me alone, I’m just tryna quarantine
I got the vette, with the f*ckin forgis
I popped a pint, not sippin on 40s
I’m by myself, I’m just tryna quarantine
I’m smoking on Runtz, this sh*t got me soaring yea
I’m in the studio tryna make this enormous
I’m rocking designer, man you can’t afford this
I gotta crib, this sh*t look like a fortress
Tryna come to my house gotta drive through the forest

b*tch, leave me alone I’m just tryna quarantine
He talking down, I pulled up, I got smoke with me
I know you a rat cause that n*gga just want the cheese
Can’t come on this lick cause I know you gon tell on me
Mix the Hitek and Wockhardt, this sh*t just my remedy
I mix the flow, mix the drip this sh*t in me
Rockstar jeans, this sh*t straight from the 60’s
You can’t join the Club, belter ask DJ ENVY

VERSE 1

Tryna join GV you gotta get jumped in
I was down bad now I’m f*ckin on real twins
I was down bad now a n*gga get club spins
I’m smoking on gas, yea I’m smoking on Runtz b*tch
No we can’t work this sh*t out this not fitness
No this not Madden, you can still get Hit Stick
Talking sh*t behind my back will get yo ass hit quick
Diamonds they wet just like I got done fishing
In a hotbox tryna f*ck up my vision
You keep on talking like I’m really gon listen
I just went and hit a lick and I’m leaving no witness
I got 2 b*tches, they doing the dishes
I just copped the rari now I’m finna drift it
She popped that 30, talm bout she can’t feel sh*t
Pop that tesla sh*t gon escalate real quick
I don’t do drugs i had put down the pill sh*t
Matter fact I might relapse, let me perculate
Step in the game Warren G ima regulate
He pressin while that 19 on me and met his fate
They not gon really kill you, they gon Legislate
I lift my head to the sky and I meditate
I’m coming for mines, if you got it I’ll take yo sh*t
The way that I’m balling I should play for Lakers b*tch

Hook

Leave me alone, I’m just tryna quarantine
I got the vette, with the f*ckin forgis
I popped a pint, not sippin on 40s
I’m by myself, I’m just tryna quarantine
I’m smoking on Runtz, this sh*t got me soaring yea
I’m in the studio tryna make this enormous
I’m rocking designer, man you can’t afford this
I gotta crib, this sh*t look like a fortress
Tryna come to my house gotta drive through the forest

b*tch, leave me alone I’m just tryna quarantine
He talking down, I pulled up, I got smoke with me
I know you a rat cause that n*gga just want the cheese
Can’t come on this lick cause I know you gon tell on me
Mix the Hitek and Wockhardt, this sh*t just my remedy
I mix the flow, mix the drip this sh*t in me
Rockstar jeans, this sh*t straight from the 60’s
You can’t join the Club, belter ask DJ ENVY

Straight from the 60’s
Got gang them with me
Got that white b*tch on Whitney
And that bad b*tch feeling me
Smoking so much like a chim-ney
I’m tryna get to the top leave you under me
Everytime i walk, i drip, and the sun on me
Walk in the club, and it start thundering
b*tch show me love, you gon have fun with me
What’s in my cup? Bih mind yo Q & Ps
I can not front yea
b*tch I am sippin on mud yea
Bih this sh*t slowin me up uh
I got that gas in my blunt yea
Walk in the party I stunt yea
Designer on me you can’t touch yea
Turn the lights off i shine in the sun yea
Old enough i can f*ck on your aunt yea
Pull out nut on her ass honey bun yea

Hook

b*tch, leave me alone I’m just tryna quarantine
He talking down, I pulled up, I got smoke with me
I know you a rat cause that n*gga just want the cheese
Can’t come on this lick cause I know you gon tell on me
Mix the Hitek and Wockhardt, this sh*t just my remedy
I mix the flow, mix the drip this sh*t in me
Rockstar jeans, this sh*t straight from the 60’s
You can’t join the Club, belter ask DJ ENVY