I Want His Soul Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

I Want His Soul Lyrics by YoungBoy Never Broke Again – I Want His Soul is the Brand New English Song from the album “Richest Opp”, featuring YoungBoy Never Broke Again. YoungBoy Never Broke Again sang this Latest English Song, while I Want His Soul Lyrics are penned by YoungBoy Never Broke Again, G06 Beatz, BJondatrakk, Xclusive, and D-Roc, with Music produced by D-Roc, BJondatrakk, Xclusive, and G06 Beatz, and this Brand New Music video has been released on May 12, 2023.

YoungBoy Never Broke Again – I Want His Soul Lyrics

They Been Talkin’ Bad, Bad ’bout Me
They Been Talkin’ Bad
They Been Talkin’ Bad, Bad ’bout Me
They Know I’ma Flash, Don’t Play Wit’ Me
Huh, Who That Is Knockin’ On It
[?] Haa, Look

Thirty Stick, Pocket Can’t Fit, ’36 Servin’ That Shit
Plannin’ On Murderin’ A Bi-tch,
Don’t Fu-ck Wit’ That, Don’t Fu-ck Wit’ That
Rerock Tucked Inside His Sock,
He Smokin’, Ain’t Sellin’ That Shit
Pop ’em, And We Make ’em Smell That Bi-tch,
The Law Gon’ Smell That Bi-tch

[?] Hit, Take Off His Dome, I’m On That Skully Shit
That’s My Cousin, I Hope You Don’t Fu-ck Wit’ This
I’m Gon’ Kill All Your Kids, Lost Soul
I Say, “Grandma, Tell My God That I’m Coming Home”

They Want Me Gone, But I Ain’t Scared
You Lose Your Head ’bout What You Said
I Bang That Green, My Symbol Red
Now, Free My Slimes From Out The Feds

Now, Pus-sy Ni-gga, What You Said?
You Know I Be On That, You Talk That Shit, Can’t Take It Back
You Ain’t Shit To Me, Just Another Hat
Call His Mama, I’ll Help That Bi-tch Bury His As-s

These Ni-ggas Hate Big 5, Huh
Because, They Brother Or Cousin Died
Because, They Bi-tch Want To Fu-ck The Slime
They Know The Realest One Is, I

Lil Phat Gone, Inside The Sky
Hold It Down And I Don’t Know ’em
I Pick My Phone Up, Call Up Shyne,
“I Need Young Thug Back On My Charm”

I Pick My Phone Up, Call Them Slimes
These Pus-sy Ni-ggas, I Can’t Ignore ’em
I Know This One, He Got Some Sense
And, Just One Want Meet My Arm, That I Bare Wit’

Wipe His Nose, Show That Pus-sy Ni-gga That I Slatt Shit
Brrt, Baow, Baow, No Comin’ Back Bi-tch
Shoulda Been My Friend, But You Want To Be A Demon, Huh
I Ain’t That Type Of Ni-gga That’ll Fill Your Bi-tch Up Wit’ My Semen, Nah

I’ma Spit In That Bi-tch Face And
Make Her Tell You That, “That Ni-gga Foul”
It’s Fu-ck You Out That Gate,
And If You Play, Bi-tch, I’ma Lay You Down
Lay Law Down In That Murder Town,
Choppa Bullets Sprayin’ ’round
Tell That Pus-sy, “Pick You Up”,
By Night, He Still Be Layin’ Down

I’m Wit’ That, I Don’t Fu-ck Around
Can’t Wait ’til I Catch That Clown
Pus-sy Tryna Steal My Whole Swag, I Get ’em Dragged
Run Down On His As-s, He Get No Pass, He Gon’ Get Smashed

Haa, Young Ni-gga Not More Bloody Than Me
Hand Full, I Count On My Feet
Pus-sy As-s Ni-gga Ain’t More Skully Than Me
Came In This Game, And I’m Known To Beef
Real Slimeball, They Known To Creep
Catch ’em Down Bad, Knock ’em Off His Feet

Grim Reaper, I Say, “I See Nothin’ But Evil”
I See Ni-ggas Wanna Be Us
But, They Never Prayed To You, Once
No, I Want His Soul
I Just Want To Bust His Dome
Put That Ni-gga Feet Inside The Air, He Want To See Us (Ni-gga, Yeah)
Show That Ni-gga That This Shit Ain’t Pretty, Tryna Be Us

Ni-gga, Soon As You See Us,
We Hold That Heat Up
Better Not Have Your Mamacita Wit’ You,
She Get Left Put Up
Flash It, Glrrt, Flash It, Blrrt,
You Get The Picture
Fu-ck Wit’ Them Real Gravediggers,
The One’s That Do Real Rituals (Oh, Yeah)

If I Say That I Want You Dead,
Might As Well Go Call The Feds
Ain’t None, Ain’t Stoppin’ ’til We Get To You,
I’m Gon’ Bust Your Head
I’m Like, “One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six”,
Ni-gga Fu-ck That Count, It’s Twelve
You Gon’ Be Thirteen,
I’m Gon’ Send Your Stupid, Scary As-s, To Hell

Fu-ck Who You Is, Them Looks Prevail
Did Too Much Time Inside Them Cells
Fu-ck Who You Kill, Look, I’m Too Real
Got To Show Me, Better Than You Spell Or Rhyme, Ni-gga
Pus-sy, We Slang Iron, Ni-gga
Once You Cross That Line, Ni-gga
Your Whole Family Dyin’, Ni-gga (I Want His Soul)

They Been Talkin’ Bad, Bad ’bout Me
They Gon’ See Me Flash, Now, Why You Play Wit’ Me
Now, Hold On, I Hope That Don’t Be My P.O. Knockin’ At My Door
Cause, She Don’t Even Know The Kid Been Tryna Heal Up His Soul
Grim Reaper, I Say, “I See Nothin’ But Evil”
I See Ni-ggas Wanna Be Us
But, They Never Prayed To You, Once
No, I Want His Soul
I Just Want To Bust His Dome
Put That Ni-gga Feet Inside The Air, He Want To See Us (Ni-gga, Yeah)
Show That Ni-gga That This Shit Ain’t Pretty, Tryna Be Us

Written by: YoungBoy Never Broke Again, G06 Beatz, BJondatrakk, Xclusive & D-Roc

I Want His Soul Song Info:

Richest Opp Album Tracklist

B*tch Let’s Do It
I Got That Shit
I Heard
Hurt My Heart
Dirty Thug
Just Flow
Free Meechy
Father
F*ck The Industry Pt. 2
What You Gonna Do
Perspective
Chopstick
Slimes Go Where I Go
Slider
I Shot Qupid
Channel 9
I Want His Soul

I Want His Soul Music Video