Il testo della Universal soldier

Universal soldier
(ayo! what up yall its ya boy fetti cash
I'm just here to do my thing man
I get money i do whatever i do
Dont hate on me
Cause hey i mean hating is not gon' get
Yall no where
If hating on me getting ya rich...keep hating
Keep on hating man
Yo stick i'm going to the top man)

(verse):
What yall wanna see f clap sh*t up, or better yet
Wrap sh*t up cause f spit rapidly fires and blow out
Ya amplifiers, yes i'm most hated cause i do what i do and i
Screw who i screw i play the low cause f is a professional
No sir, i ain't tryna lose i ain't one dun front once
If ya might let you.....ughh! (one more time shiz, one more time)

What yall wanna see f clap sh*t up, or better yet
Wrap sh*t up cause f spit rapidly fires and blow out
Ya amplifiers, yes i'm most hated cause i do what i do and i
Screw who i screw i play the low cause f is a professional
No sir, i ain't tryna lose i'm tryna get rich my dude or die trying
I ain't 50 but many men and many whores wish death on the
Crooked eye ya know the bandit always come out swinging
I ain't the one dun front once and i might let you cool breeze
Front again and you never seen again, i'm a webside hooligan
And a u.s representative, haters hate me but they still wanna
Ride with me, i roll with my set cause f's a g
I'm a wild cowboy now whose f*cking with me

(chorus):
If its money that yall want
Come get it i got it
If its beef that yall want
I got heat for you
I'm a universal soldier so yall f*cking with who
Yall n*ggas f*cking with who?

(verse 2):
The streets got it f*cked up talking like fetti ain't eating
You can't be serious fetti cash is a hustler
I tip toed back in the game with 16 yams
4 weeks later your boy copping a hunnit yams
My dude showed me the chef sh*t now i'm one of the best cooks
I put the coke in a pot and let it bake down to the oil
I don't buy that hard sh*t cause its baking soda
I ain't no paper soldier i'ma u.s soldier
I ain't flossing i'm just bossing i'm the best at my sh*t
Brickstacks yeah i used to bubble packs but homie
That didn't really make me, how the f*ck you think i got the name fetti
I got it from bronx dale and i can tell you a bronx tale
Faggot i never tattle tell, fetti cash ain't never a rat
I run circles around you haters traps in fact
I'm a bread winner

(chorus 2x)