My Soul is with you baby I always come back to you You aint near me But i feel every part of you Oooh I miss the way your hands all on my hips You miss the way I ride I do it like this Oooh oooh Got somebody new tryna forget ya Yeah yeah But my soul is with you baby So come over Or we can go somewhere someplace different We won't tell nobody we leaving I hate being here without you Come over to me So come over Come over to me cause i want ya Come over I hate being here without you Come over So come over I miss the way your hands all on my hips Come over You miss the way i ride i do it like this Come over Got somebody new tryna forget ya Come over But my soul is with you baby So come over Can we Take this moment Let me show you I got places for us to go Give me All your emotions I can't control it You got a hold Top spot girl I fell in love with your touch Lips locked and I can not let go No-one else between us Girl I know you waiting till I come over Can I come over Or we can go somewhere some place different We won't tell nobody we did it I hate being here without you Come over to see what you missing So come over Come over to me cause i want ya Come over I hate being here without you Come over Can I come over Or we can go somewhere some place different We won't tell nobody we did it I hate being here without you Come over to see what you missing

Gimme just a little bit, what we doing this for? Got you, you know I got you (Rah, uh, uh) Ee oo oo got you, oo got you Ee oo oo got you, oo lalalala Ee oo oo got you, oo got you Ee oo oo got you, oo lalalala Got girls in the back, eshay Boys in the front, dress code ad-lay Went from goon bags to the champagne When we step in the club, it's the Yungins, eshay Everybody say eshay Eshay, eshay, eshay Eshay Eshay, eshay, eshay Everybody say eshay, pop up the ap-cays Few minutes passed and the tongue starts to ing-sway Get out the drinks and bender for three days Lad never fold, don't stop when we ink-dray Chop up the lines, now sniff that shit Everybody now beaming, hack that shit Vibe with the irl-gays, dance to ong-says Yungins coming through, everybody now make way Got girls in the back, eshay Boys in the front, dress code adlay Went from goon bags to the champagne When we step in the club, it's the Yungins, eshay Everybody say eshay Eshay, eshay, eshay Eshay Eshay, eshay, eshay Ee oo oo got you, oo got you Ee oo oo got you, oo lalalala Ee oo oo got you, oo got you Ee oo oo got you, oo lalalala Yeah, started the day TNs on my feet Gotta keep it eet-sway, my brother Drinks in the fridge, get the pres down With a little mix down in my ink-dray, my brother Trust me, the drink goes up, down eet-sway Side-to-side, then we end up outside But then we go up, down, left to right Then we have a good night, eshay Got girls in the back, eshay Boys in the front, dress code adlay Went from goon bags to the champagne When we step in the club, it's the Yungins, eshay Everybody say eshay Eshay, eshay, eshay Eshay Eshay, eshay, eshay When I step up in the club they already know my name Been in trouble with the system and the think that we're the same Put the goon bags down, now we on to champagne Now we out up in the city drinking liquor with my mains Warm hearts turn cold when they hear me on the speaker Ice in my veins and it's going even deeper Pushing on forward and it getting even steeper Time to shine, middle fingers to the reaper Got girls in the back, eshay Boys in the front, dress code adlay Went from goon bags to the champagne When we step in the club, it's the Yungins, eshay Everybody say eshay Eshay, eshay, eshay Eshay Eshay, eshay, eshay Ee oo oo got you, oo got you Ee oo oo got you, oo lalalala Ee oo oo got you, oo got you Ee oo oo got you, oo lalalala Everybody say eshay Eshay, eshay, eshay Eshay Eshay, eshay, eshay Everybody say eshay Eshay, eshay, eshay Eshay Eshay, eshay, eshay

Let me take it, run that ball! Hefty hear to soldier on Said this countless times, outnumbered in enemy lines You're bringing them boys nothing new Where's your team, here's my crew I cannot just run it up toe to toe People, they talk about the ball runs but Always talk it up from the bench When there heavy walk comes down to people act clown and talk to the ref That is preposterous Youngns there ain't no stopping us Never pass the ball, just run the ball You spew it from your esophagus Run that ball, yeh we run that ball Pass the ball and I will run that ball Hits on when I call one You pass the ball and we run that Run that ball, yeh we run that ball Pass the ball and I will run that ball Hits on when I call one You pass the ball and we run that Run that ball, yeh we run that ball Pass the ball and I will run that ball Hits on when I call one You pass the ball and we run that Run that ball, yeh we run that ball Pass the ball and I will run that ball Hits on when I call one You pass the ball and we run that Rico coming in, I'm stinging And anyone took them inner we're swinging Watch me run the ball for my set Lad come and put me up to the test Come lad toe to toe bring your best Watch me flatten him like a desk Hit him one, two with my fist and leave one hanging out of his chest Oi boys lad tell 'em that we're running the ball and not stopping Nah, lad only stopping when my coffins dropping I'm sick of weakling dropping It's hefty coming in non-stop, Sydney Yungins we on top We cutting them off like crop tops We climb the ladder and they drop, drop drop Run that ball, yeah, we run that ball Pass the ball and I will run that ball Hits on when I call one You pass the ball and we run that Run that ball, yeah, we run that ball Pass the ball and I will run that ball Hits on when I call one You pass the ball and we run that Run that ball, yeah, we run that ball Pass the ball and I will run that ball Hits on when I call one You pass the ball and we run that Run that ball, yeah, we run that ball Pass the ball and I will run that ball Hits on when I call one You pass the ball and we run that

Softcore If they don't give me what I want I'll take it And bitch don't give me backlip, I will send you to your maker Sweet like sugar, angel, but I'll kill you 'bout my paper And you haven't seen crazy 'til you pissed off a Jamaican Uh, Oh! Sim-mim-mim-mim-mimmer down, I don't, I don't fuck around Uh, Oh! Sim-mim-mim-mim-mimmer down, I don't, I don't fuck around You see a bad bitch pull up in a fancy car Don't you dare be a hero, play your part I'll slap you in the face, I'll break your heart I'll take all your money and buy the bar Don't you dare let me hear you complaining I'll rob Superman, who he saving? I'm a superstar and I'm on my space shit I'll shake my ass on this spaceship Uh, Oh! Sim-mim-mim-mim-mimmer down, I don't, I don't fuck around Uh, Oh! Sim-mim-mim-mim-mimmer down, I don't, I don't fuck around Women are Venus, men belong to Mars Non-binary blow this bitch to parts This whole galaxy explodes, it's art I'll steal the thunder, rob you for your heart Uh, Oh! Sim-mim-mim-mim-mimmer down, I don't, I don't fuck around Uh, Oh! Sim-mim-mim-mim-mimmer down, I don't, I don't fuck around