So & So

Seven months late some

Don't be bomin' 'round, askin' me 'bout so and so ay

I just mixed the trap sauce with the do-si-do ay

My lil bro threw ice up in his Rollie pole, ay

You not gettin' dough, you lyin' like Pinocchio, ay, ooh

I remember I was kicking doors, ay

Now my diamonds dance really hittin' them folks, ay

I'll still push up, let it blow and go, ay

Lil bitch tryna pull up, ride like rodeo, ay

Ay lil bitch, ay, stop then go, ay, yeah

And I keep the chopper for the smokey smoke, ay

And I keep the Glock for the smokey smoke, ay, yeah

Flexin' on that bitch like I'm gettin' swole, ooh, yeah, ay

Free Young Blow, ay, they broke Lil Joe, ay

Yeah I hate they took Lil Day

That shit hurt my soul, ooh, yeah

I remember turning to a two or four, ay, yeah

That's when I was wearing big ass Coogi clothes, ooh, yeah, ay

Stack that paper, watch that shit just grow, ooh, yeah

Lately just like Luda, I been throwin' bows, ay, yeah

Pockets on Rasputia, fat like overflow, ay, yeah

It's just like my twin, my sauce overload, ooh ay

Don't be bomin' 'round, askin' me 'bout so and so ay

I just mixed the trap sauce with the do-si-do ay

My lil bro threw ice up in his Rollie pole, ay

You not gettin' dough, you lyin' like Pinocchio, ay, ooh

I remember I was kicking doors, ay

Now my diamonds dance really hittin' them folks, ay

I'll still push up, let it blow and go, ay

Lil bitch tryna pull up, ride like rodeo, ay

Ay diamonds we worth, ay, oh, we worth diamonds

Put on all my ice, change my body climate, ooh, yeah

Try to take my ice, it's gone be a riot, ay yeah

Get that guap all day, I'm on a money diet, ooh, yeah, ay

Ay, keep quiet, ay, bitch be private, ooh ooh

Water wet like pirate, ay, high like pilot, ay

Can't worry 'bout no lil **** when I'm a giant, ooh, yeah

I'm like Lion King, you more like King of Lions, ay

If you play Simon say, it get violent, ooh

It like if you play, bullets spray, spread like virus, ay

Like what can I say, cause this shit is perfect timing, ooh

Sauce the finest, smoke a ****, leave him fryin', ay

Don't be bomin' 'round, askin' me 'bout so and so ay

I just mixed the trap sauce with the do-si-do ay

My lil bro threw ice up in his Rollie pole, ay

You not gettin' dough, you lyin' like Pinocchio, ay, ooh

I remember I was kicking doors, ay

Now my diamonds dance really hittin' them folks, ay

I'll still push up, let it blow and go, ay

Lil bitch tryna pull up, ride like rodeo, ay