Song Lyrics

Tryna find soul in a soulmate
Looking at the clocks like Coldplay
Ain't Barbie but still wanna role play
Black dress, blonde hair and a doll face, like yeah
She don't even wanna slide, tell me what is on your mind
Baby girl, keep it aside, baby girl, we never lie
Baby girl, just pick a side, yeah

I still remember your love and your laugh at the shots of Patron
Buy you the banner, you go get a bag and you shop on your own
Provided before you could buy it but now you be walking alone
You sleepin', you left me in pieces, that's why I been blocking your phone
Let's be honest, girl, I'm never honest
I'ma pop a bottle 'til the pain away
Break every promise that I'd ever promise you
That's a promise that I'll never break
Tupac on my CD bumping
Looking for a better day
My girl is worried 'bout me dying on the road
Man, some things will never change
Grah, now they book me for the cover
Now I'm looking at my brother
Now I'm grinding like no other
It's my life, I fucking love it
Feel like we stuck on the same page
Baby, we ain't on the same book
Feel like I struggled to make change
Baby, don't give me that same look
Went from a couple of G's to half-pounds
In a glass house passed in a couple of weeks
And these days I've been struggling to breathe
Because I don't get nothin' for free, so let my body be free, yeah
You can't harm me, five racks in a Giorgio Armani
Classy, ride around in a Class E
Medusa's head like Versace
Party, bullshit
I don't need half of the bullshit
I drive through with the drive-through
And now I laugh at your bullshit like
Don't look back and regret, still not catching my breath
And my actions reflect the heartbreak
I had the neglect to block that, the cash and the check
And I drown my pain in the money and smoke
Chase my pays and my brothers ain't broke
Raised like that so my brothers don't show
All the pain like that, so my brothers don't know

Tryna find soul in a soulmate
Looking at the clocks like Coldplay
Ain't Barbie but still wanna role play
Black dress, blonde hair and a doll face, grah

Heavy with the flow
I ain't really ever check a message on my phone
Tryna get the cheddar from my seven figure quote
But I'm thinking it'd be better if we get it on our own
I just threw a party over a Versace
Tell them get the bar full of Henny and Patron
Now I'm in the car seat telling her the password
Giving me a second 'cause I better be alone
Heartbeat, I don't really know if it's the devil or the coke
Why they wanna start me? Why they wanna harm me?
I don't give a f*ck, bruh, I'm never gonna know
You just gotta ask me, I've been going hard, G
I'ma get the cheddar just to get a better home
Yeah, I said it, I'm the GOAT, I said it, I'm the GOAT
Like f*ck me, ladies
Rack on rack in a Rangie
KD, my Achilles strong
The streets peek and my heat is on, I go AC
Watch a milli with rock, a dope AP
Roll with the X, I watch your bro rate me
Rolex, Saint Laurent, we so hasty
Yeah, but I want you, dog, you don't faze me
I be sticking to the facts
I got shivers in a pack
She got some chron' and they want it
No problem, 'cause I got scissor in my dacks
Pretty women on my lap
I learned that there's more to life
Now all of these labels fall to the table
What they want for recording rights
I tell 'em I ain't gonna sign with a pen
Telling my brothers we can ride to the end
I be on a pathway 'til I see my last day
Me and all my brothers, we can ride to the death
Marijuana halfway Ariana Grande's
Looking like a model having lines on her chest
Baby, if you can't pay, use the credit card, baby
Louis Vuitton, I'm gonna buy (oh, f*ck off)

I got a whole reefer to slang
Kick in a goal, see me go bang
Homie, if you ain't be coming with money
And kush, we can roll, homie, don't hang
I got a whole reefer to slang
Kick in a goal, see me go bang
Homie, if you ain't be comin' with money
And kush I can, kush I can, kush I can

Homeboy said he got good smoke
But the OG's went through the herb in an hour
Homeboy said he got good coke
Then he shows me a bag of detergent and powder
Chopped it up, then robbed the cunt
We have head to his best friend's girl in the shower
And people swear we only smoke diesel
It's lethal, it's probably why the herb's all sour
(Switch it up) see you later, beast creator
Freak of nature, weed and vapors
Flippin' flavor, chopped up when I block past
Like I move either, the credit, forget it
We don't keep the razor, treat inhaler crews
Like Tom on a Top Gun when I rock one
Catch air with a deep inhale, go
Everybody needs a favor, not me
Joey John ounce, get a half back
I got lit from the fumes on the road
Yeah, I been 'round from the start, like
I'm the origin, Blues and Maroons
Females on a lorry like Daley
I'm going crazy in a room with the blow
With a Q and a O and a doob and a smoke
And the hotel staff too stupid to know
You got some, when I got one
Mark Waugh, last ball, we do not run
Drop one, Shane Warne when he got spun
Flip him one, I bounce to the ball, I was off stump
Now Chill's out better chill out
Get a off-cut from the field now
Blue hairs on the bud like Milhouse
Welcome to the Octagon, we go rah

Blake James Turnell

The duration of Soulmates & Strippers (Wait for It) is 4:22 minutes and seconds.