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Pooh Shiesty

Day One

 

Day One


This shit gonna get crazy
Ayy, man, this shit finna get crazy, man
Blow ya out, blow ya out (TP, baby)

Took your chain to get repo'd
Jack your ass like I'm Steve-O
Switching lanes in a cheat code
Lil' nigga, stick to the G-code
And everybody know I'm slimy, so they try to play it close
Certified sniper watching me, so practice your approach
It's seven 'bows in this straight-eight
And bitch, I'm hotter than May 8
Pooh Shiesty Day November 8
I'm a savage, stick to my cake
Just met the plug on a rio
I might pop out with K Carbon, I'm like Stitch and she Leo
When them bullets knock you down, ain't gon' stop, I'm gon' get close
Don't get caught at the Citgo
Pass that Glock, that assist, though
I put Drac' in a trench coat
He got snaked for a Gen4
Where he at? Get his kinfolks
Draco wet him, get him soaked for a little nine at the most
Found out my day one done got laced
I couldn't eat shit for 'bout two days
Didn't sleep three nights behind Trey Day
'Cause I told him to wait for me
Rico called me five times, I still call him back to this day
And you won't never throw a rock and turn the other way
The judge know my niggas coming home and she lowered their bond
Couple might gon' slip away, but it's how far you let 'em run
I'm a threat up in these streets, I been on both sides of the gun
These niggas talk about me every day, but see me, don't do nothing
Nine Glocks in a briefcase, we got that shit on the PJ
I went up ten with Lil DJ, eleven racks in the V8
Smooth dude, when I was still in school, I fucked on the TA (I had to get them grades)
And I'll still pull a robbery, I'm too stuck in my ways, damn

Shit, fuck
Brrrt
Brrrt
Brrrt, brrrt, brrrt
Hey, ayy

Fifty shots out a J-double-E-P, that's for Tee Da P
Got a problem 'cause my nigga took something, come get it from me
Living by extortion, in this dirty game, we play for keeps
I got people out in Cali waiting on damn fool to release
I just missed a call from LB, I know it's 'bout some P's
I be wanting to take them trips, but shit be happening when I leave
I can't end up on no tee, all these folks depending on me
So before I let myself go, I'ma let go thirty-three
This shit for real, nigga (Yeah)
You can't come around me without no kill, nigga (No, you can't, never)
Never signed no paperwork or signed no deal, nigga (Never wrote a statement, nigga)
This shit for real, nigga (Brrrt)

Yeah, nigga
Ayy, and free Lil 100K, let him on the hill, nigga
And you know I'm on the pill, nigga

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