YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Letra de I Want His Soul

Don't wan' fuck with me
(17)
You niggas don't wan' fuck with me
(D-Roc)
(Yeah) I'm in this bitch, and I do my shit
And, I— Slime (baow, baow)
ChopaBoy got a stick, and he'll shoot it in this bitch (what it is, nigga?)
Look

Left your partner dead, huh
We shot him in his head, huh
DOJ invest in me, I'm caught up with the feds, huh
Hold on, boom, youngin put him on the news
Saw a video, ain't move
I told him that I'm out my mind, I'm a fuckin' fool

Who wan' come play with us? Bitch, we got them Ks with us (them Ks)
Man, fuck your Sprinter van, bitch, we'll shoot it up (grave)
Real gravedigger, I'll tie your fuckin' momma up, lil' nigga (yeah)

187, we tryna get these bitches knocked off
Catch me creepin' through your window on my tip toes (baow, baow)
Got a bad bitch in here with me on her tiptoes
Make her bend it over, then I press it till I can't no more
Checked his phone, he was on FaceTime with his momma
Ask him, will I take his soul, nigga? (Baow, baow)
Bitch you knowin' how— Hold on, nigga (baow, baow)
Knock that pussy off his toes
My heart gone, my soul gone, pussy, I been goin' through it
Tear it down or shoot it out, it's any way that you wanna do it, nigga
I'm in this bitch, I with that shit, I keep that stick, bitch, play with me, I get you hit
Lil' boy, YoungBoy (Yeah)
(Baow, baow) I'm in this bitch, I'm doin' my dance, I'm murder man
I keep some tucked inside my pants, nigga (baow)

I wanna get one to murder (murder)
Take your face off, bitch, knock your head off
I wanna get one to murder (murder)
I'm talkin' 'bout pullin' up, jumpin' out, we chase you down

Who wan' come play with us? Bitch, we got them Ks with us (yeah)
Man, fuck your Sprinter van, bitch, we'll shoot it up (grave)
Real gravedigger, I'll tie your fuckin' momma up, lil' nigga
You a bitch, a pure ho, just tell me if you want it with us (let's do it)

I wanna get one to murder
Take your face off, bitch (I'm Lil Top, nigga), knock your head off (it's Top, bitch)
I wanna get one to murder (yeah)
I'm talkin' 'bout pullin' up, jumpin' out, we chase shit down

Go ask my momma, she was the first to tell me: Kill that pussy nigga
I, I, I been wildin', I been out my body
He been talkin' all that shit from over Insta till the day we caught him

I wanna get one to murder
Take your face off, bitch, knock your head off
I wanna get one to murder (grr)
I'm talkin' 'bout pullin' up, jumpin' out, we chase shit down (boom, bah)

Hold on (It's murder gang)
Bang, bang, bang, bitch
Brrt, bah-baow-baow
Yeah