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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pooh Shiesty
Pooh Shiesty
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lontrell Williams
Lontrell Williams
Songwriter
Tiquon Pryor
Tiquon Pryor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Skywalker Og
Skywalker Og
Mixing Engineer
TP808
TP808
Producer

歌詞

Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd Lookin' for my man, couldn't send no one to whack him (Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit) Couldn't send no one to whack him, I couldn't send no one to whack him Ayy, Big Shiesty like another rapper, go Ayy, I went lookin' for my own man Couldn't send no one to whack him (send no one to whack him) We caught his ass by the church, left him fixed up for the pastor (for the pastor) That pussy knew his time was comin', they found his ass with a Bible (with a Bible) Ain't no way he thought he was gon' get away This chopper grabbed him (chopper grabbed him) And I just ordered me that brand new SRT, but I want faster (but I want somеthin' faster) I put my new ho on a leash, had to lock hеr in 'fore I pass her (pass her) My Russian Drac' don't miss a beat, no wheezin', it don't got asthma (no asthma) This rapper got a killstreak, it ain't been five months since my last one (I'm still slidin', blrrrd) It ain't been five months since my last one (Know I'm still slidin') I got the baddest ho with me, but I'ma pass her (you know she fine) Fast forward, now you see me on your plasma screen (time flyin') F&N or twin Glock 19s with the blue beam (blrrrd) Bitch, I'm Big CEO Shiesty, no checkin' me, what you mean? (Huh?) Little nigga, biggest Glock, I made everybody come clean Them green tips caught him up in his head, now we see what he think He wasn't too loud, didn't make a scene This bitch died before he could blink (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, no blinkin') This bitch died before he could blink (blrrrrd) Go and make a crime scene if you wanna get with the team (for 13) Watch my cup when you step, that's like 500 worth of lean (big drank) Watched 'em die out with 12 (12), send a prayer, up the beam (P-I-P the beam, real beam) Send a prayer, up the beam (go) Died on the side of me, he overdosed on an RP (on God) On God, I shed a tear every time I think 'bout T the P (P) But no, I won't display my feelings, that's another side of me (no) How soon I make it, that shit happen, man, this shit feel make-believe (man) Ever since then, I ain't been happy and I got all of this cheese I can't even enjoy it (no) New Glocks up on my hip, every day, I'm ready to blow it (blrrrd, blrrrd) They keep blamin' me for bodies, what, I'm just 'posed to ignore it? Gotta see who in them cars, always clutchin', I'm paranoid (I'm 'noid) Ain't nothin' like these other rappers, I'm really gon' blow it (blow it) This AK got a nine-inch blade, this bitch a sword (blrrrd, blrrrd) Ayy, I went lookin' for my own man, couldn't send no one to whack him (Big Blrrrd) We caught his ass by the church, left him fixed up for the pastor That pussy knew his time was comin', they found his ass with a Bible Ain't no way he thought he was gon' get away, this chopper grabbed him (blrrrd)
Writer(s): Lontrell D. Williams, Tiquon Pryor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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