Текст песни Sold Ya Soul - GV Honcho

I don't need a wallet cause my money can't fold
I'm running up a check just like I'm Usain Bolt
How am I richer than you and you sold your soul
(Leave Me Alone Man I'm Just Tryna Quarantine Bitch!)

Leave me alone, I'm just tryna quarantine
I got the 'Vette, with the fuckin forgis
I popped a pint, not sippin on 40s
I'm by myself, I'm just tryna quarantine
I'm smoking on Runtz, this shit got me soaring yea
I'm in the studio tryna make this enormous
I'm rocking designer, man you can't afford this
I gotta crib, this shit look like a fortress
Tryna come to my house gotta drive through the forest

Bitch, leave me alone I'm just tryna quarantine
He talking down, I pulled up, I got smoke with me
I know you a rat cause that nigga just want the cheese
Can't come on this lick cause I know you gon tell on me
Mix the Hitek and Wockhardt, this shit just my remedy
I mix the flow, mix the drip this shit in me
Rockstar jeans, this shit straight from the 60's
You can't join the Club, belter ask DJ ENVY

Tryna join GV you gotta get jumped in
I was down bad now I'm fuckin on real twins
I was down bad now a nigga get club spins
I'm smoking on gas, yea I'm smoking on Runtz bitch
No we can't work this shit out this not fitness
No this not Madden, you can still get Hit Stick
Talking shit behind my back will get yo ass hit quick
Diamonds they wet just like I got done fishing
In a hotbox tryna fuck up my vision
You keep on talking like I'm really gon listen
I just went and hit a lick and I'm leaving no witness
I got 2 bitches, they doing the dishes
I just copped the 'Rari now I'm finna drift it
She popped that 30, talm bout she can't feel shit
Pop that tesla shit gon escalate real quick
I don't do drugs i had put down the pill shit
Matter fact I might relapse, let me perculate
Step in the game Warren G ima regulate
He pressin while that 19 on me and met his fate
They not gon really kill you, they gon Legislate
I lift my head to the sky and I meditate
I'm coming for mines, if you got it I'll take yo shit
The way that I'm balling I should play for Lakers bitch

Leave me alone, I'm just tryna quarantine
I got the vette, with the fuckin forgis
I popped a pint, not sippin on 40s
I'm by myself, I'm just tryna quarantine
I'm smoking on Runtz, this shit got me soaring yea
I'm in the studio tryna make this enormous
I'm rocking designer, man you can't afford this
I gotta crib, this shit look like a fortress
Tryna come to my house gotta drive through the forest

Bitch, leave me alone I'm just tryna quarantine
He talking down, I pulled up, I got smoke with me
I know you a rat cause that nigga just want the cheese
Can't come on this lick cause I know you gon tell on me
Mix the Hitek and Wockhardt, this shit just my remedy
I mix the flow, mix the drip this shit in me
Rockstar jeans, this shit straight from the 60's
You can't join the Club, belter ask DJ ENVY

Straight from the 60's
Got gang them with me
Got that white bitch on Whitney
And that bad bitch feeling me
Smoking so much like a chimney
I'm tryna get to the top leave you under me
Every time I walk, I drip, and the sun on me
Walk in the club, and it start thundering
Bitch show me love, you gon have fun with me
What's in my cup? Bih mind yo Q & Ps
I can not front yea
Bitch I am sippin on mud yea
Bih this shit slowin me up uh
I got that gas in my blunt yea
Walk in the party I stunt yea
Designer on me you can't touch yea
Turn the lights off I shine in the sun yea
Old enough I can fuck on your aunt yea
Pull out nut on her ass honey bun yea

Bitch, leave me alone I'm just tryna quarantine
He talking down, I pulled up, I got smoke with me
I know you a rat cause that nigga just want the cheese
Can't come on this lick cause I know you gon tell on me
Mix the Hitek and Wockhardt, this shit just my remedy
I mix the flow, mix the drip this shit in me
Rockstar jeans, this shit straight from the 60's
You can't join the Club, belter ask DJ ENVY