Released on May 5, 2022

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[Intro]

Slayworld Soldier

Cody, pass me the strap

He never showed up

BenjiCold, why you icey?


[Chorus]

Yeah, everyday I'm feelin' different, a nigga really wanna get it

I ain't never tryna fit in, I just make sure that you feel me

And we pulled up lookin' fancy

Shout out my real niggas, we hoppin' right up out that Bentley

And I came through with my gang, only people really fit me

And I came with my real shooter, yeah, I know that you hear me

And I know that she wanna get with me

Keep it a hundred, not fifty, owen on my feet, they Ricky

All the money on me, I'm picky, yeah, Vlone, my shit sticky


[Verse]

We gon' ride out, she just shot out with that Glock

You not my gang, you just my bitch, give me top

I told my bro get off the drugs, nigga drinkin' lean with the rock

Yeah, we had that fun, we should run it back one more time

I don't really want no-one because you were the love of my life

I don't really want no-one because you were the love of my life

I don't wanna waste no time, pull up at my crib and get high

Nigga, he tryna run up, he can get put in the ground, nigga, with that fire

You could tell me whatever you want, if you really fuck with me, please don't lie

I know that I want loyalty, but I'm not trippin', you ain't mine

I'm the only nigga with my grind

Tell me you mine, better be mine

You could walk out my life, that's fine

'Cause I don't care at the same time

Yeah, I don't care at the same time

Yeah, I don't care at the same time

You could walk out my life, that's fine (BenjiCold, why you icey?)


[Chorus]

Yeah, everyday I'm feelin' different, a nigga really wanna get it (Cody, pass me the strap)

I ain't never tryna fit in, I just make sure that you feel me

And we pulled up lookin' fancy

Shout out my real niggas, we hoppin' right up out that Bentley (He never showed up)

And I came through with my gang, only people really fit me

And I came with my real shooter, yeah, I know that you hear me

And I know that she wanna get with me

Keep it a hundred, not fifty, owen on my feet, they Ricky

All the money on me, I'm picky, yeah, Vlone, my shit sticky


[Outro]

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Yeah, oh-oh, oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh