Soda Man (feat. Yung Dappa, Lil Zayy & Ando)

Goddamn, I just made a hundred on the road again

I'm pouring drink, my lil' cousin keep calling me the soda man

I'm rollin' opps, it's exotic weed, fuck around and smoke a man

I've danced Pachata, this glizzy got a switch, make him do the shoulder dance

Yeah, we got real killers in the trap, ****, we'll put your mans on a shirt

If you want a real drink, tell him to tap in, lil' ****, if you want some syrup

Once you get your back in, put some trap in it, go and front some ****, some birds

I don't fuck with lil' ****, playing with my money, I leave a **** in the dirt

Yeah, she suckin' dick with her glasses on, I call that bitch a nerd

If you buying enough, I'll cut the price for that ****, yeah, for sure

Yeah, this RP. got me boosted up twice, call it Percocet perc

Said she's seen a couple bands in my pocket, now she tryna twerk

I pour woc, tec, tris, yeah, it's bands when I sip

I heard Feds was crackin' down, let's take the bands out the crib

Yeah, I wanna hit the mall with you, but damn, I be busy

All my **** masked up, yeah, we goin' on a mission

I don't even trust the chef, I bring the hog inside the kitchen

He be whippin', he be cookin' up some shit that'll feed my children

This shit smooth like some butter, but it's hard as a rock

Hit it one more time, so I had to throw it in the pot

Bro just got off the phone, said he sittin' in a box

Watch how you talk, all my brothers might just go slide down the block

Got the drop, so you know my **** slidin' in your spot

Pour some water, then you know I let it sit up on some ice

Humble ****, I don't really need to do too much

Told my brody, pour a line in that punch

She call me G, baby, cause I brought her a hardball

Chasin' all these Franklin's, we gon' make it snowfall

I get so high, I'm in the sky, I'm callin' with the stars

Yeah, that's your bitch, but I still hit it, so that bitch is ours

I'm livin' for today, hope that I see tomorrow

I need that bussdown that bussdown, brand new Audamar

How we got the same 24, and you still hatin' on me

Ride around with this Drake, think about my future, ain't no waitin' on me

This shit up on my shoulders, I'm just tryin' take this weight up off me

And I can't save no hoe no, you don't see no cape up on me

Goddamn, I just made a hundred on the road again

I'm pourin' drink, my lil' cousin keep callin' me the soda man

I'm rollin' opps, it's exotic, we fuck around and smoke a man

I've danced for chowder, this glizzy gotta switch, make him do the shoulder dance

Yeah, we got real killers in the trap, ****, we'll put your mans on a shirt

Said he want real drink, told him, tap in, lil' ****, if you want some, sir

Once you get your back in, put some trap in it, go and fuck some ****, some birds

I don't fuck with lil' ****, playin' with my money, I leave a **** in the dirt