Talibando - Soul Bleed lyrics

[Talibando - Soul Bleed lyrics]

(Prince, this a hit) yeah
Ayy

Double cup full of lean
Big-ass knots in my jeans
Smokin' on some top shelf make
My eyes look Chinese
Hit the booth and let my soul bleed
I'm at the game courtside
You in the nosebleeds
Got on my plain kit today, tryna be low-key
Got the opps scared to come outside
I feel like MO3

Doubled down on myself, I'm all in
Ain't nobody in the spot
Choppin' bricks like I got
A black karate belt
I just sent the bitch down to Miami
Get her body done
Got a Draco with a drum on it
Look like a tommy gun
Hit the strip club when I get bored
Make it tsunami ones
I'm tryna take two hoes and one me
Go have a lot of fun
I just put a nigga in the deep fryer
Got him cooked scared to look me in my
Eyes while we talkin', niggas shook
I'm a motherfuckin' vet
I can't be dealin' with no rookies
This a five hundred dollar zip of 'za
This ain't no Cookie
Rollin' Backwoods up the size of a bat
All the stripes you had go right
Down the drain once you rat
This a Hellcat, not a Scat
My young niggas catchin' jacks
Feel like Zapp
Got computer love, I'm ridin' with the MAC
I can get a nigga whacked
Right now for ten flat
Mix the powder with the water
I ain't makin' Similac
On a flight with a hundred cash
Pray I get it back
I can't take another drug tonight
I think I'm to the max
Thick bitch let me get behind her
Hit her from the back
That bitch told me I'm a rude boy
She bought me some new Rhude
I'm on 7 Mile with Rude Boy
We trappin' like a fool
Hit a nigga block with a fully chop
Make him move yeah, it's Brothers Only
But I'm my brother's keeper just like B
Rest in peace my brother
I wish you was here to meet your niece
No emotions from a king
Put my feelings in the drank
Out west for a month
They thought I moved out to LA
I been focused on the mission
Tryna run me up a couple M's
Niggas got they hands out
But wasn't with me shootin' in the gyms

Hit the booth and let my soul bleed
I'm at the game courtside
You in the nosebleeds
Got on my plain kit today, tryna be low-key
Got the opps scared to come outside
I feel like MO3
Hit the booth and let my soul bleed
I'm at the game courtside
You in the nosebleeds
Got on my plain kit today, tryna be low-key
Got the opps scared to come outside
I feel like MO3

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