Lyrics

My name Sol My name Sol Sol hit woah Then Sol gotta go Sol so smooth Sol on the move Sol gotta groove And they ask like "who?" Had to step out my element But It's elementary for the way that you been mumbling Crumbling from all the L's you been fumbling with And mad at me for your malfunction and shit Cause all they wanna rap about Is money car clothes stripper poles How they was thugs in inner city school zone Knowing that they mom beat they ass When they got home That's a sad song Well at least your dad home And I'm not with all the negative shit We can help each other get ahead of the shit And you a clown ass nigga if you think That ya drip is ever getting wetter than this But Its understandable You niggas clutching your pearls I hunt like a Cannibal Ain't no planning no Intervals When the kid shit flammable Just let it go Send them separate notes How kill then I okie dok Then I'm up up and out of there I probably move like I'm not aware But I'm aware I see the stop and stare When I step down the stairs I truly appreciate Niggas that try to hate Fake and congratulates Try to be ankle weights Just a wanna be graduate Who Advocates For adolescence Adding lesson Bout depression Mental health And bout them stressing I wish that I could stop oppressing Fuck what y'all think of my discretion While I'm out here pressing Pressing button Phone be buzzing Act like fam They not cousins But they just loving what And in my city they don't really give two fucks They just work for buck And they try they luck And you see how they divide us up And this a gift to ya birthday as I light y'all up And AK 47 is my pen untuck And these bars made of metal Watch I bend them up I break neck They upset When I object Now the bride is a mess Fuck the bouquet Ima lead not follow Fuck the koolaid Just mix with the vodka And the mood made My name Sol My name Sol Sol hit woah Then Sol gotta go Sol so smooth Sol on the move Sol gotta groove And they ask like "who?" Wait Wait Wait Wait Shit (Mhm) Ain't no watch on my wrist (Mhm) Ion gotta chain that go glist (Ting) Listen Pay attention To the shit That miss Ouuu Naw ion flash on shit Let the cash come quick Then we stash that shit If you gon waste the blunt Then just pass that shit But before you pass Can you ash that bitch I be out here breaking necks When I bust a rhymes And she'll be breaking down My weed after I bust her spine You be lying If you say you do the same I be saying shit That's fucking with her brain I mean I think that's why they like me The drip be on Icy Got the juice like a high c Or a Tropicana I been dropping heat And I'm not planter I'm hot potato Hopping on scene And burning hands offff Anybody trying to stop the kid Please don't make me made before I pop the lid Invest my money and then cop a crib Get a better crib for the baby And a pot to piss With the lobster and the butter dip dip Sauce Outta this world Yelling left left off Yes I'm coming through Don't you dip dip off Don't fuck with me Yeah I'm the shit You're just pissed off My name Sol My name Sol Sol hit woah Then Sol gotta go Sol so smooth Sol on the move Sol gotta groove And they ask like "who?"
Writer(s): Haanesha Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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