Collecting Tears (Explicit) - Pooh Shiesty
Lyrics by：Lontrell Williams/Dylan Taylor Cleary-Krell/Michael Washington Jr./Joseph Boyden
Produced by：Dez Wright/MIKEWAVVS/SephGotTheWaves
Mm off my face
I collect tears off of your face I collect
Blrrrd blrrrd
I collect tears off of your face when I bop out start bumpin' Drac'
We got the drops I'm runnin' late ain't got no shoes on was still on the way
Might turn my new ho to my bae buy her veneers and snatch her waist
Put her on game teach her my traits I love you like I love my Drac'
Bae I love you like my uh bae I love you like my Micro Drac'
I never surrender on high-speed chase I pistol whip shit till they open the safe
She can tell I been cheatin' with my Glock my eyes gave me away
Blowin' up my phone the last three days I'm slime my dreads cover my face
I'm addicted to gettin' cake tryna fix all my past mistakes
Fell a victim to sheisty ways I'm slimy just like Jake The Snake
My last bang-out was broad day quickly got straightenin' I don't play
Tried to kill me and went to hide and I shot your uncle in his face blrrrd
I collect tears off of your face when I bop out start bumpin' Drac'
We got the drops I'm runnin' late ain't got no shoes on was still on the way
Might turn my new ho to my bae buy her veneers and snatch her waist
Put her on game teach her my traits I love you like I love my Drac'
Bae I love you like my uh bae I love you like my Micro Drac'
When I come home we countin' up cake 'cause she a breadwinner
They pissed me off played with my man while I was locked you bold nigga
You don't want me get in that mode to where I'm knockin' on doors nigga
I saw your bitch in the club in some tights tryna entice a nigga
Took three shots of Casamigos made my mind up I might hit her
Bae I stand on who I say I am go check my credentials
Got more killers than Al-Qaeda I'm Sheisty Bin Laden nigga
Three-inch .300 Blackout came with a gold binary trigger
I came home these niggas squeaky I was in jail gettin' richer
He want beef he think it's sweet boy this shit ain't no McGriddle
Without a gun I could choose thirty-seven ways to kill a nigga
I up my knife Nudy just wanted to fight until I sticked him
Nigga go get you a striker quit shootin' at folks out them rentals
These pussy rappers keep misleadin' you quit listenin' to these niggas
I know you ain't never killed before you took your **** with you nigga yeah
I collect tears off of your face when I bop out start bumpin' Drac'
We got the drops I'm runnin' late ain't got no shoes on was still on the way
Might turn my new ho to my bae buy her veneers and snatch her waist
Put her on game teach her my traits I love you like I love my Drac'
Bae I love you like my uh bae I love you like my Micro Drac' yeah mm
