Bars of Soap (feat. Swae Lee)

Bars of Soap (feat. Swae Lee) - Mike WiLL Made-It Lyrics

Aye, aye, aye Ransom
Aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye Ransom
Aye, aye, aye
I'mma running man
Sandals slipping off my feet, on the sand

Counting up the bills with my dominant hand

Took twos on.... take this appreciate it

This too? why take the rims off?

Mike WiLL Made-It



I'm going postal - loco

Coast to coast like La Nostra

My G.I. Joe present, I get to see a cobra

So off my rocker got me sipping club soda

Some bombs never go off, some stars never blow up

I'm pitching [?] in a dug out

Reaching in my pants and I can't take a head count

Flash back '03, things was looking run down

Now I set foot in the place, it's a luau

Killing shit like ten counts, y'all know how we get down

House with the fence around, y'all know that we in route

Transition from the Impala to the Fisker

I should charge admission for that girl to get the dessert

Left the doors up, now the lambo has pigtails

Since you getting comfy, I'mma let you sit there

I'mma let you stay there

When I shed a tear, they didn't have no care, so I'mma charge retail

I brought some kush cause you say you want [?]

If you loves it in the room, you best get well

Every dog has its day, what the hell no tuck tail

Swae Lee went to magazine, Double X, L (XXL)



Floss with your Gucci on, bloods dipped in goo

Colors burst on the cars and the jewels

I'm a wanted man... seats looking like they got a spray tan

When I was without, not a helping hand

I got some women who throw it back, and make me drop the cans

I told Ben Frank, "Just to drop a pin" I collect my fit goal to the highest bid

Yes I might drop in, it all depends

Junior high I was dreaming of a Mach 10

I'm coming clean though, I mean not a speck

My girl be serving looks, I could kiss the chef

Katana sword popping out my walking cane

I'm overseas my Cali bae like, "How was Spain?"

We getting to the money and you niggas having issues

I bought a fucking piece and it came with a wet suit

The Buddha left me without breath, I really am a mess

I'm mooching off my mother-loving self

She be hoping that I take a knee like Kaepernick, Yes

I be open to that Sremm Life shit

This is how we live, this is how we exist

Hoes love the kicks and we love the hits

All in the house and I'm home-wrecking

If I sleep with his wife, Im a home-wrecker

I'm in my own world, throw the money up and make my own weather

Mami playing with my balls like tether, on my leather

Money talk, it's a lecture, 80 pointers dance on me, it's electric

Niggas don't hate, I'm still unaffected

Chip on my shoulder, I move undetected

She said pop the question, the question got deflected

[?] made my boy, thats my motherfuckin brethren

Let's cut to the chase, it's only on the house when we in the place

My Houston lava boys got it up in some flames

Stirring up the cup with my wrist, souffle

Shaka Zulu chains with my name engraved

I told you I don't swing, don't say my name in vain

We bring it to your door like (doorbell) You rang?!

Spending all the money then we watch it boomerang

With the fendi belt angry face like Pootie Tang

Put some gold on my fingers, neck and shoestrings

"Long time, no see" That's what they say when they see me mane

I been going crazy, just to stay sane

Hey, your girl [?] asking who's to blame?

Young whipper snapper with the Range

Pause, then I went deranged

Call that hottie on my station

Long week, had a great day

Someone got my blowing tree like Sage

An army you should get erased

Army yeah, you can hate