Why you poppin' all that fly sh
I seen you gettin' pressed, you was sittin' there in silence
Boy stop, you is not with the violence
Don't want no smoke, you feel safe around sirens
Glock music, aint no violins
Make you sweat like a niacin... before I cool you off
Take yo shit, boy I pirate it
My murda mans they inspire me.... to reach the tippy top
Leavin' shell casings spent like them greendots
He don't want no smoke, he even scared of a tea pot
Creep up on a nigga, I eliminate the quick-draw
Tatted on the face, but I could of got the Te
Never sell yo soul to the rollas, that's a rip off
Cause now you gotta run, like a NFL kick off
He don't want no smoke cause he too soft
With a loose jaw
Stand over, man over, 2 head shots
I be hanging like some dreadlocks
On that 9 thug life, it's a wolf not Tupac
Boy that nigga's just a poohbutt
Turn his head into a cheerio, he sweeter than a honey nut
Don't hate cause you the runner up
Raised by the thugs take some notes, I could show you somethin
Catch up, build yo stamina
Nigga you a joke, that's the reason why I'm laughing for
He don't want no smoke like he asthmatic
How you tote the ham but don't bust, that shit ass backwards
You could run all you want, that shit do not matter
Cause I'll turn yo best friend into a ghost just like Casper
Hotter than the human torch, my aim fantastic
He run his mouth just for show, call it theatrics
Make a nigga disappear forever and I don't know magic
I just use my arm to lay em down, like a new mattress
Bodies in the street, definition of some ground beef
But that's not what you want, ye' a never eat the red meat
Nigga full of tricks, like he ain't get no treats on Halloween
That's why he talkin' slick, saying shit he even don't believe
Slugs ima send, watchu think that boy gon' receive
F*ck boy somebody should of gave his mama a plan-B
Wolf got the juice, but i ain't talkin bout no Hi-C
Leave a nigga icy
Counting cake, extra icing nigga
Wolf.M - You Soft Lyrics
Wolf.M - You Soft Lyrics
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Why you poppin' all that fly sh
I seen you gettin' pressed, you was sittin' there in silence
Boy stop, you is not with the violence
Don't want no smoke, you feel safe around sirens
Glock music, aint no violins
Make you sweat like a niacin... before I cool you off
Take yo shit, boy I pirate it
My murda mans they inspire me.... to reach the tippy top
Leavin' shell casings spent like them greendots
He don't want no smoke, he even scared of a tea pot
Creep up on a nigga, I eliminate the quick-draw
Tatted on the face, but I could of got the Te
Never sell yo soul to the rollas, that's a rip off
Cause now you gotta run, like a NFL kick off
He don't want no smoke cause he too soft
With a loose jaw
Stand over, man over, 2 head shots
I be hanging like some dreadlocks
On that 9 thug life, it's a wolf not Tupac
Boy that nigga's just a poohbutt
Turn his head into a cheerio, he sweeter than a honey nut
Don't hate cause you the runner up
Raised by the thugs take some notes, I could show you somethin
Catch up, build yo stamina
Nigga you a joke, that's the reason why I'm laughing for
He don't want no smoke like he asthmatic
How you tote the ham but don't bust, that shit ass backwards
You could run all you want, that shit do not matter
Cause I'll turn yo best friend into a ghost just like Casper
Hotter than the human torch, my aim fantastic
He run his mouth just for show, call it theatrics
Make a nigga disappear forever and I don't know magic
I just use my arm to lay em down, like a new mattress
Bodies in the street, definition of some ground beef
But that's not what you want, ye' a never eat the red meat
Nigga full of tricks, like he ain't get no treats on Halloween
That's why he talkin' slick, saying shit he even don't believe
Slugs ima send, watchu think that boy gon' receive
F*ck boy somebody should of gave his mama a plan-B
Wolf got the juice, but i ain't talkin bout no Hi-C
Leave a nigga icy
Counting cake, extra icing nigga
I seen you gettin' pressed, you was sittin' there in silence
Boy stop, you is not with the violence
Don't want no smoke, you feel safe around sirens
Glock music, aint no violins
Make you sweat like a niacin... before I cool you off
Take yo shit, boy I pirate it
My murda mans they inspire me.... to reach the tippy top
Leavin' shell casings spent like them greendots
He don't want no smoke, he even scared of a tea pot
Creep up on a nigga, I eliminate the quick-draw
Tatted on the face, but I could of got the Te
Never sell yo soul to the rollas, that's a rip off
Cause now you gotta run, like a NFL kick off
He don't want no smoke cause he too soft
With a loose jaw
Stand over, man over, 2 head shots
I be hanging like some dreadlocks
On that 9 thug life, it's a wolf not Tupac
Boy that nigga's just a poohbutt
Turn his head into a cheerio, he sweeter than a honey nut
Don't hate cause you the runner up
Raised by the thugs take some notes, I could show you somethin
Catch up, build yo stamina
Nigga you a joke, that's the reason why I'm laughing for
He don't want no smoke like he asthmatic
How you tote the ham but don't bust, that shit ass backwards
You could run all you want, that shit do not matter
Cause I'll turn yo best friend into a ghost just like Casper
Hotter than the human torch, my aim fantastic
He run his mouth just for show, call it theatrics
Make a nigga disappear forever and I don't know magic
I just use my arm to lay em down, like a new mattress
Bodies in the street, definition of some ground beef
But that's not what you want, ye' a never eat the red meat
Nigga full of tricks, like he ain't get no treats on Halloween
That's why he talkin' slick, saying shit he even don't believe
Slugs ima send, watchu think that boy gon' receive
F*ck boy somebody should of gave his mama a plan-B
Wolf got the juice, but i ain't talkin bout no Hi-C
Leave a nigga icy
Counting cake, extra icing nigga
Writer: Jamai Johnson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid