St. Nic - Soulless lyrics

[Verse 1: Taxi] You know what I'm after, doesn't need to be said I know what you're after, another a**holes bread His pasta, rice and noodles all to get up in his bed b**h you can have it all just give me that head Buy you a dress, sh** I got that too What you're wearing is a mess with those wack a** shoes Mixing gold and blue b**h that sh** just doesn't go Whoever sold you that must be laughing on the floor Now you standing on my toes, about five foot nine About a hundred pounds but the weights all on her mind Never seen without that wine gla** in her right hand Intertwined with working, tryna find the right man Who understands her feelings and what's the right plan Instead she getting f**ed looking at the ceiling fan Damn, that's really hard luck But you always come back every single time your stuck Tryna mingle for the bucks, cause it tingles when you s** The jingle of those keys got you quick up off your bu*t Goes straight to the trunk, get her d** for the month Four lines in the Audi where you supposed to keep the gloves No rubbers there, on the leather we make love Or she makes love, cause I don't really care She like it so rough that there's cum all in her hair f**, that's really not fair Somebody tryna stare every time she cross the street On the way to daycare, the Daddy left because she cheat Couldn't be discreet she had the stains all on their sheets And most of them were mine making rain all in the heat Me, I'm doing fine, the world under my feet I fell out of a Range and landed in a Jeep So all that rage and sorrow you can gladly keep You can turn the page tomorrow, I'll be happy if you peep [Verse 2: St. Nic] Yeah, I'll be happy if you peep You'll probably still be dreaming about the house and the keys Trips to the Caribbean or the Florida Keys She don't like ounces, she prefers to buy keys Baby maybe you should leave, find a new squeeze You been taking beatings and not from the police Maybe you should sit this one out, but ain't no doubt Once you wipe those tears you'll be right back out With those silly creatures, they just like leaches And you a teacher when you let it out You have a secret, no ones figured out But you're getting old and you're starting to doubt Searching for youth out there but there ain't no fountain Trying to climb the top but there ain't no mountain And on top of that, dick is the only thing you're mounting lately You don't want to leave Cause with rose colored gla**es it's so hard to see Find your love and take your receipt Cause the expiration date is coming like next week We all in a farm, you just acting real sheep We all know you shallow, you just like it real deep Wide receiver, total diva Thinking green every time she sees you Guess that's just how it go And she be on Twitter letting everybody know Bad bad b**hes all over this generation Saying that they bad and the rest just hating Sex, booze and d** is the only equation Advil and some weed, the only medication Yeah, and they ain't got no time for love Cause they ain't got no time for patience [Outro: St. Nic] But she knows what to do She knows what to do when she gets in the mood And she knows what to say She knows what to say just to make it ok Yeah she knows what to do She knows that you will probably want to stay Just for another mood Maybe just maybe another day She knows, she knows, she knows