Sold My Soul - Weiland

Fell in love with the guap, sold my soul for the guap

If he talkin' crazy, I’mma go and let off fifty shots

You not my friend, bitch you my enemy, no you cannot hang with me

No you can’t take xans with me, no you cannot bang on me

I asked Satan for a new Tec-9

He told me, «son, just stay in your prime»

Yeah

I can’t hang with pussies, they gon' snitch

Big, big bro Marc got holes with hollow tips

Run off and we dumpin' extra shit

Got a car full of guns and they all extended clips

Flexed up, Jun Takahashi

Fucked up if you try to rob me

This bitch wanna fuck me highkey

That lil bitch came over, sucked me sloppy

One phone call, get you set up

It’s so scary how them Glocks, they never let up

Diamonds dancin' on me, it’s so rough

Ridin' 'round with the cameras like Snow On Tha Bluff

Fell in love with the guap, sold my soul for the guap

Boy talkin' crazy, I’mma go and let off fifty shots

Fell in love with the guap, sold my soul for the guap

Boy talkin' crazy, I’mma go and let off fifty shots

Sold my soul for the guap, sold my soul

Sold my soul for the guap, sold my soul

Sold my soul for the guap, sold my soul

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah