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2mysoul Video (MV)




Performed By: Cuso
Language: English
Length: 1:59
Written by: Cole Mancuso




Cuso - 2mysoul Lyrics




Told em to stop talkin' fore I leave with no option
Coffins ready
Popping off like confetti
No stopping, only bombing shit

You can't step up pussy just a jit
Who i'm with?
Vagary, f*ck else?
It rock a certain fit
F*ck police,
I tell em don't disturb the sirens on repeat
Keep a piece on it
Pistol whip
Bullet rip
Red flag, hm
Sweep you off your socks, equip toe tag, yuh
Might roll with this side of me this shit is hella bad, no
Night is out
I can't see the route cos all this energy is spent
Does it really count?
Got the right amount of gas
Come out the vent
On the road zoomin' only slatt with it
Run up the ascent
Make no f*cking sense
Really don't make sense
I don't roll with outer orbit
Bet that pole hit, lit distortion
R so horrid, it's euphoric
Lay the cards with special forces, hm
Listen tho, why are you running vruh?
He caught some static i'm stunning, huh
You will never stack the digits
I'll finish vro
No more blood in
It get done in a quick sec
Put it to my soul and T.B.S.O isn't priceless
Shawty spread her shit like it's a virus

Dice so precise
Roll it twice
Sold it to my soul
Dice so precise
Roll it twice
Sold it to my soul
Dice so precise
Roll it twice
Sold it to my soul
Dice so precise
.22 Steady with that f*cking pole

Dice so precise
Roll it twice
Sold it to my soul
Dice so precise
Roll it twice
Sold it to my soul
Dice so precise
Roll it twice
Sold it to my soul
Dice so precise
.22 Steady with that f*cking pole
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Told em to stop talkin' fore I leave with no option
Coffins ready
Popping off like confetti
No stopping, only bombing shit

You can't step up pussy just a jit
Who i'm with?
Vagary, f*ck else?
It rock a certain fit
F*ck police,
I tell em don't disturb the sirens on repeat
Keep a piece on it
Pistol whip
Bullet rip
Red flag, hm
Sweep you off your socks, equip toe tag, yuh
Might roll with this side of me this shit is hella bad, no
Night is out
I can't see the route cos all this energy is spent
Does it really count?
Got the right amount of gas
Come out the vent
On the road zoomin' only slatt with it
Run up the ascent
Make no f*cking sense
Really don't make sense
I don't roll with outer orbit
Bet that pole hit, lit distortion
R so horrid, it's euphoric
Lay the cards with special forces, hm
Listen tho, why are you running vruh?
He caught some static i'm stunning, huh
You will never stack the digits
I'll finish vro
No more blood in
It get done in a quick sec
Put it to my soul and T.B.S.O isn't priceless
Shawty spread her shit like it's a virus

Dice so precise
Roll it twice
Sold it to my soul
Dice so precise
Roll it twice
Sold it to my soul
Dice so precise
Roll it twice
Sold it to my soul
Dice so precise
.22 Steady with that f*cking pole

Dice so precise
Roll it twice
Sold it to my soul
Dice so precise
Roll it twice
Sold it to my soul
Dice so precise
Roll it twice
Sold it to my soul
Dice so precise
.22 Steady with that f*cking pole
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Writer: Cole Mancuso
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