"Soul Snatcher" lyrics
"Soul Snatcher"
Could've been my back
I know you really love me, I don't know if I love you back
I brought your name up because you know your ass is fat
She call me Captain Hook because she know a nigga packin', hmm
Soul snatcher, no cappin'
Never lackin', got a lot of cash
And I'm goin' with you, you're so official
And you know I miss you
Soul snatcher, no cappin'
Never lackin', got a lot of cash
And I'm goin' with you, you're so official
And you know I miss you
Girl, you know I'm on your ass
(I'm a) Soul snatcher, no cappin'
Never lackin', got a lot of cash
And I'm goin' with you, you know I miss you
And you're so official
Girl, you know I'm on your ass
They lurkin' on me, but, it's okay, though
Broski on 'em, I know the opps don't know his name
But he know about ya, he will blow your block out
That's just how he rockin', I would hate to feel your pain
I'm a trendin' topic, take your lady shoppin'
Don't you try to play me, stop it
I already know the game, I got a fuckin' problem
I'm workin' on it, broken-hearted
I don't even love to sing
Soul snatcher (Soul snatcher), no cappin' (No cappin')
Never lackin' (Never lackin'), got a lot of cash
And I'm goin' with you (Goin' with you), you're so official (So official)
And you know I miss you (Know I miss you)
Girl, you know I'm on your ass
Soul snatcher, no cappin' (No cappin')
Never lackin', got a lot of cash
And I'm goin' with you, you know I miss you
And you're so official
Girl, you know I'm on your ass
Fuckin' on a baddie made my ex mad
I can't even clean her mess 'cause I'm in Hermès
She only do Birkins for her purse 'cause she so bad
She don't even fly commercial, only private jets, look
She give me head, I gave her whiplash
She poppin' Perkies like they Tic Tacs
Hellcat painted matte black
Hundred years if I get caught with this backpack
Thirty clip inside the F&N with .223s
Now I got a lot of guap to make a movie (Woo)
Five hundred trappers, way too many goonies (Brrt)
They used to call me dirty
But now I got my money up, they call me OD (Woo)
Now the bitches wanna fuck me and the whole team (Yeah)
She call me Captain Hook, I like to put the whole thing, yeah
Put you on my shoulders, I'm a
Soul snatcher, no cappin' (No cappin')
Never lackin' (Never lackin'), got a lot of cash
And I'm goin' with you (Goin' with you), you're so official (So official)
And you know I miss you (Know I miss you)
Girl, you know I'm on your ass
Soul snatcher (Soul snatcher), no cappin' (No cappin')
Never lackin' (Never lackin'), got a lot of cash
And I'm goin' with you (Goin' with you), you know I miss you (Know I miss you)
And you're so official (So official)
Girl, you know I'm on your ass
I'm a soul snatcher, soul sna-
I'm a soul snatcher, I'm a soul snatcher
I'm a soul snatcher, I'm a soul snatcher
I'm a soul snatcher, I'm a soul snatcher
Writer(s): Junior Sinchi, Joseph Zoumboulias, Damil Coste, Artist Dubose, Angel God
- AZLyrics
- B
- A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie Lyrics
album:
"Me vs. Myself" (2022)
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