On My Soul

By Datrix

Released on January 7, 2022

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[Verse 1: Datrix]

I'ma trapper so call me a trappist (Trap)

I just started and I’m still dropping classics (Class)

Told the bitch, "Jump on my dick," gymnastics

Niggas move iffy, I’m keepin’ a ratchet

Bitch, I be stretching my bands, elastic

Teach all my niggas to trap, scholastic

Fuck nigga get away, we be totin’ that static


[Bridge: Datrix]

(Fuck nigga, fuck nigga, fuck nigga, fuck nigga)

Fuck nigga get away, we be totin’ that static

That shit is fake, nigga go take off that plastic

(Plastic, plastic, plastic)

Fuck nigga get away, we be totin’ that static

(Fuck nigga trap out the spot)

That shit is fake, nigga go take off that plastic

Aye


[Chorus: Datrix]

On my soul, we shoot light in the night time

Niggas doubt, but they watch how I might climb

We shoot now, we don’t wait for the right time

Niggas weird, they gon' hate up on my shine

.223s for them niggas with stamina (Stam’)

Latin bitch, man, she came up from Panama (Pan)

Touch my chain, you gon' freeze up like Canada (Can)

On thе top, niggas know me as the manager (Man)

You not catching no brеad, so the niggas around you, they clown and call you a janitor (Bitch)

Stop tryna move sneaky, we still finna catch you, you not we close to a challenger

All of these hoes, they be wanting a nigga, they coming to me like the muhfuckin’ bachelor (Bitch)

I put in that work, I gotta go harder, I can’t be the muhfuckin’ passenger


[Verse 2: Adonis]

Huh, lil' nigga, I feel like I’m Predator

Chop off his head, they compare me to Lucifer

Just got the drop on the bitch, swing back with a stick, they don’t know we do that

And you better not play ‘cause these bullets be hot

If you trip, they gon’ rip through your durag

Man, the opps tryna spin, tryna get them a hit, lil’ boy, better know who you shoot at

‘Cause they know that we strapped and we stay with a Mac

And if you think that you tough, come spin where the stu’ at

Better tap in when I say so

Ride around towns, spinnin’ yo' hood with a Draco

Stackin’ my bread like I’m stackin’ some legos

Hop out suburbans, they know that it is case closed

Jumpin’ right out and I’m chasin’ them down

Don’t try to hide, get shot in they face, ho


[Verse 3: Big Ty]

Glock on my lap with a beam

Run up on me, bet you will never be seen

My opps lookin’ for me, but they know where I be

If you talk out yo neck, this shit can get green

This shit can get wicked, yo niggas some snitches

Committed homicide and they even admit it

I just dropped a opp' and that shit got submitted

I’m the big dawg, so don’t get it twisted

Countin’ these digits

Send it to the hood so they can go flip it

I’m not from the trenches, but I keep my extensions

I’m already up, I don’t need no mentions

You niggas is trash

12 behind me and I’m doin’ the dash

Got yo girl and she shakin’ that ass

Beat up her face and nutted real fast

This is Daniel’s song, so now I gotta pass


[Chorus: Datrix]

On my soul, we shoot light in the night time

Niggas doubt, but they watch how I might climb

We shoot now, we don’t wait for the right time

Niggas weird, they gon' hate up on my shine

.223s for them niggas with stamina (Stam’)

Latin bitch, man, she came up from Panama (Pan)

Touch my chain, you gon' freeze up like Canada (Can)

On the top, niggas know me as the manager (Man)

You not catching no bread, so the niggas around you, they clown and call you a janitor (Bitch)

Stop tryna move sneaky, we still finna catch you, you not we close to a challenger

All of these hoes, they be wanting a nigga, they coming to me like the muhfuckin’ bachelor (Bitch)

I put in that work, I gotta go harder, I can’t be the muhfuckin’ passenger