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lirik lagu shotta shit – pooh shiesty & lil ki114r

lyrics from snippet:

[verse 1: nle choppa & pop smoke]
i had to get off the leash, i had to block her and then go delete
me and luis used to sleep in the street
smoke gas, go to sleep, and repeat
hit her raw and then i don’t clean the sheets
hit her, kick her out, and then go to sleep
wake up count some money, then brush my t**th
i had to get off the leash and then go(aye, aye, aye)
so many times i could’ve k!lled yo’ bro
so many times i could have smoked his pack(pack)
so many times yo’ girl was rubbin’ my back(back)
so many times i could’ve stolе yo’ pack(ayy)
called up lil’ maajins told him, “send me a pack”
i kеpt it real ’cause i can’t fold on my slatt
you kept it fake, i heard you told and you rat, gang(brrt)
i got off the leash, told that boy to get lost(top shotta)
i got yo’ b*tch favorite song on tiktok
i’m in yo’ house posted wit’ a big glock
i got a shooter, he lookin’ like babysantana
he kinda little with some dreadlocks(nappy ass dreads)
glock 19 wit’ a beam at ya headtop
pull out the ak*47, aim it at you, that’s a dead opp
and i got that lil’ n*gga wonderin’
like, “what is this sh*t on my head?” it’s a red dot
and i wouldn’t go f*ck on that b*tch
but i’m gettin’ that throat ’cause that ho give the best top
i’m finna slide on that n*gga three times wit’ the k, think i’m in the klan
b*tch, i got a glock 9, make him rewind, got a f*ckboy p*ssin’ his pants
if you tryna f*ck, d*mn, you outta luck
had to tell that b*tch she ain’t got a chance
slide into yo’ hood, n*gga, like, “what’s good?”
what’s up in this wood? n*gga, that’s yo’ mans
what’s up in this wood? n*gga, that’s yo’ brother
d*mn, i got a cutter
you know my glock got a d*ck, yo’ glock got a d*ck
no lil nas x, they f*ckin’ each other
and i’m not finna cap, i’m not with the funds
let’s put down the guns, let’s see who is tougher
and i’m not finna cap, ya mom is a sl*t
might pop out the cut and f*ck on ya mother
and i’m not finna cap, when i hit from the back
that sh*t was a act, i’m yvngxchris tucker
and i’m not finna cap, post up in the trap
b*tch, i got the strap but yvngxchris tuck her (what?)
you get it? (nah)
but my n*gga, that sh*t was simple (okay)
i heard that lil’ n*gga got class, in a second
i might give him early dismissal (okay)
and i really be lovin’ my d*mn ak(woo, woo)
but i might hit his ass with the pistol (okay)
and i might go hit him with the tec*(woo)
like a ref when he blowin’ the whistle (like okay, b*tch)
[chrous: pop smoke]
look, huh, hol’ up (hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up)
i think i know her (uh)
i don’t like your tone, girl, talk a little lower (nah)
n*gga get shot for smokin’ my roll*up (boom, boom, huh)
you said you got it now you gotta show up (yeah)
shawty gon’ suck me up until it’s over (yeah)
she like a little pretzel, you can fold her (nah)
she got the twenty inches with the closure, huh
yeah, 808 (uh, yeah)
no, i don’t play no games (nah)
i don’t say nothin’, i don’t clear no names (nah)
if mans not hot, then mans not sayin’ (look)
if mans get boomed, then i get blamed (boom)
i took a perky, i’m out of my brain
i ain’t never steppin’ out of my lane (nah)
man, i did a lot of sh*t, man, i’m, proud of my name (uh)

[verse 2: pop smoke & polo g, both]
wrong name dem gun call
and marrow quick splash out pon the wall, blood all ah drip
all ah drag it down the hall, boss sh*t(ayy)
i don’t check in, just know i’m at the top, b*tch (top, b*tch)
i f*cked that b*tch and now she tellin’ me she nauseous (ayy)
i cut that n*gga into pieces ’cause i lost it (lost it, ayy, ayy)
i don’t stop until your blood is leakin’ like a faucet (ayy, okay)
ayy, f*ck you and your hittas
f*ck you and your n*ggas
i roll with godzilla, i know police watchin’ (watchin’)
they tryna take me down, hope you n*ggas plottin’
’cause you can’t take this crown, see them, then they freeze
n*ggas actin’ like they fleas
i don’t conversate unless she get on those knees (ayy)
mobbin’ through the night (ayy)
we can’t do this when it’s light (light)
i notice that i gotta tell you when the time is right (ayy)
i’m not who you think, i keep changing as you blink (ayy)
i’ll make you a drink (drink), then f*ck you on the sink (sink)
think ’bout what you doin'(ayy)
i know just how you view it(view it)
that’s a lesson learned, she’s a demon and i knew it(ayy)
riskin it all like i never lost it
ridin around w drugs in my pocket
f*ckin w me and now u a target(brra)
grab my smith and wesson and i get to poppin
7tskiig yeah i am a product(baow, baow)
chasing gucci and maybe some prada
in love with the numbers in love with the commas
feeling like mir how we made up in trauma
shoutout to trauma it made me go harder
shoutout my momma she raised me no father
shoutout my brother he taught me the way
survival is key so im keeping it on me
dropped lsd i was feelin real lonely
smokin this weed that sh*t be way to potent
promethazine in my mud that shi potion
lacing the l that shi sweet when we smokin
swerving this whip i dont know where im going
maybe to h*ll when i flip this b*tch over
leanin on drank with pineapple soda
i don’t remember a time i was sober
[chrous: pop smoke]
look, huh, hol’ up (hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up)
i think i know her (uh)
i don’t like your tone, girl, talk a little lower (nah)
n*gga get shot for smokin’ my roll*up (boom, boom, huh)
you said you got it now you gotta show up (yeah)
shawty gon’ suck me up until it’s over (yeah)
she like a little pretzel, you can fold her (nah)
she got the twenty inches with the closure, huh
yeah, 808 (uh, yeah)
no, i don’t play no games (nah)
i don’t say nothin’, i don’t clear no names (nah)
if mans not hot, then mans not sayin’ (look)
if mans get boomed, then i get blamed (boom)
i took a perky, i’m out of my brain
i ain’t never steppin’ out of my lane (nah)
man, i did a lot of sh*t, man, i’m, proud of my name (uh)

[verse 3: pooh shiesty & lil ki114r]
i am the goat(big goat)
don’t step on my toes, we toting the poles(brrt)
we pull up ta shows, don’t claim to be bro
when really you told, don’t grab for my chain
this rocket gone blow(baow), and when you get wock'(wock’, wock’)
i’m switching the script got me changing the flow(blrrd, blrrd)
just bout some new diamonds they really do glow
he said he gone sn*tch i*i*it sold for an o(smoke on that o)
pull out the stick and this draco gone blow(draco gone blow)
hop out the benz and i hop ina rove(grrt, grrt)
mobbing the city with all of my bros(blrrd, blrrd)
they really some goons an they really gone blow(slime out)
heart is so cold say she love me but don’t(brrt)
im choosing my path now i walk all alone(ayy)
she say that i need her i been on my own(blrrd, blrrd)
we ain’t had a heater we stuck in the cold(back in blood)
don’t tell me you sorry cause that sh*t is old(ooh)
seen many my people switch up turn ta foe(woah, woah)
member long nights sitting up all alone(brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
layin’ in bed wishing she would come home(yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
she never would tho so replaced her with gold(ayy, ayy, ayy)
my diamonds do bling we still pull up to shows(brrt)
i’m crossing the boarder dividing the road(brrt)
i got many wishes i’m makin it known
like a bad apple we breakin the code(code)
hit the red b*tton we switchin the mode(mode)
changing the channel without a remote(remote)
take off like a rocket dont getchu ass domed(domed)
i step with a smile, i’m staying afloat(yuh)
don’t ask me for money got get you a loan
not trusting n0body not even these hoes(f*ck’ em hoes)
cause last time i did they switched up and they told(blrrd)
they turning to foe, now i walk all alone(blrrd)
don’t be calling my phone, dont love me no moe(blrrd)
can’t find my way home(blrrd)
i’m stuck in my dome with these demons on go(blrrd)
don’t know who to trust can’t let these feelin show(blrrd)
boutta blast off take a trip to the moon(blrrd)
he said want beef but i got demons on go(blrrd)
we are all actors and that’s okay
i got more white than the pope aye
and i’m smoking on this jungle
i flipped a ball you made it fumble
my hollow tips will make your body rock and tumble
got the golden glock it’s a royal rumble
got tour b*tch wrapped around my thumb
she give me head and s*s*s*she go dumb
you see a sucka ima player
your b*tch, i hadda slay her
come get this heat come get this fire
i’m up there’s no denying
you can keep on climbing but you’ll keep sliding on’ em opps
[chrous: pop smoke]
look, huh, hol’ up (hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up)
i think i know her (uh)
i don’t like your tone, girl, talk a little lower (nah)
n*gga get shot for smokin’ my roll*up (boom, boom, huh)
you said you got it now you gotta show up (yeah)
shawty gon’ suck me up until it’s over (yeah)
she like a little pretzel, you can fold her (nah)
she got the twenty inches with the closure, huh
yeah, 808 (uh, yeah)
no, i don’t play no games (nah)
i don’t say nothin’, i don’t clear no names (nah)
if mans not hot, then mans not sayin’ (look)
if mans get boomed, then i get blamed (boom)
i took a perky, i’m out of my brain
i ain’t never steppin’ out of my lane (nah)
man, i did a lot of sh*t, man, i’m, proud of my name (uh)

[outro: nle choppa, lil ki114r, pooh shiesty]
ayy, ayy(brrt)
some n*ggas got k!lled in blood(brrt, brrt)
big blrrd
ayy, nle top shotta got the bombs like a qeaua
b*tches, get slime out
blrrd, blrrd, wock’, wock’
brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, ayy
crip, crip, yeah, yeah
swerve lanes n*gga and always will, b*tch
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

- pooh shiesty lil ki114r

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