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last scene evil - pooh shiesty lyrics

[intro]
[?]
(brrld brrld brrld brrld, brrld)
yeah p*ssy, get up with me, bulletproof i’m a bully
all my memphis* [?]

[verse]
first day out them jail doors, i burned up all my jail clothes
‘rari truck and richard millie both of them dipped in rose gold
got kicked out the fci, crashed with the gd glizzy froze, stood over moomoo with that brrld somehow that b*tch survived though
in the trenches sitting on a curb i hear the streets telling me “go”
since they locked up smurk i don’t listen to federal nightmares no more
this sh*t reality, they plotting to shut us with a rico
these n*ggas ah shoot at you, you bust back at ’em they gon’ tell thе folk
6 months in isolation, i learned to master patiеnce, showed me who really faking; posting ‘free shiesty’ won’t save ’em
i got 2 different ways i wanna go [?] but in this half*way housing no one can find me sh*t finna drive me crazy
i just wanna pop out in your section 30 deep n*gga
turn the radio down, i’m tryna listen to the streets n*gga
[?] my trigger (facts) [?] for srt, some reason i think them switches fit better on gen 3’s n*gga
for traeday we turn 3, my b*tch black and j*panese
ridin’ foreign, it’s a striker, this b*tch ain’t even got no key
might [?] so when she top me you can see
got a [?] face and a dope head in my lap, knees, and the seat
i’m tryna run through the top b*tch in from your section in 1 week
p*ssy hoe sent me 1 letter talm ’bout she wrote, that sh*t weak
behind them chains you played them games, i’m back out now the games on me
won’t show my hand [?] pooh shiesty capo, the p
a real hitter check my credentials, he ain’t sl!ck i just ain’t k!lled him
all my lil’ n*ggas getting richer, if she blink twice imma hit her
b*tch want me to eat and kiss her, b*tch you tweakin’, play with your n*gga
and i heard your n*gga snitched, that make both of y’all hot as sh*t
you ain’t never seen a n*gga bop in the club with your b*tch
and they know we swished their n*gga, they still ain’t try to do sh*t
kriss vector clip with a switch, five*seven so accurate
all my lil’ homies smack sh*t, even my [?] 5%
in the feds if you get anything under 10 that’s a win
richard millie my best friend, after him it’s benjamin
dozing off in the maybach benz, i was on wocky and tris
shiesty chain 3 bricks of fent, 2 m’s on my head to my wrist
i came home, n*ggas still broke i weren’t even missing sh*t
i’m dumping asses on a $16,000 outfit
now all my cars rose gold, bulletproof mansory kits, i’m still mr. go*too*far, ain’t never going ain’t never went p*ssy

- pooh shiesty lyrics

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