Certified (feat. Gunna) (Explicit)-Pooh Shiesty

Certified (feat. Gunna) (Explicit)

歌手:Pooh Shiesty

时间:2022-04-29

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Yung Lan on the track

Blrrrd

Blrrrd

Blrrrd

Blrrrd

Thing 'round

'Round me

N***as figured out

Blrrrd

I think I got n***as figured out

Yeah

Yeah

Blrrrd

Set 'em up

Blrrrd

We certified

That thang around me

I got this s**t figured out

Put R I P in front they gang for runnin' they mouth

Chasin' clout

I caught that b***h and kept on squeezin'

Way after he hit the ground

Mister get on side your car and let the whole sixty clip out

Ain't goin' back and forth with no rapper

I put s**t in the cloud

Man

Tee Da P know that I'm tired and miss 'em

Can't even keep a smile

Mixed the dead opps with the Baccarat

For sho' you ho goin' down

We slimin' s**t out

This our summer

Got some

Then don't come around

See somethin' we want

Gotta get eight-balled

We know it's murder and take

Be d**ned I let you blow my mission

I'ma just go to the face

BSG don't lock the backdoors

Get introduced to the snake

Wop back with me

He beat a shh

Hank and them fools still on the way

We certified

That thang around me

I got this s**t figured out

Put R I P in front they gang for runnin' they mouth

Chasin' clout

I caught that b***h and kept on squeezin'

Way after he hit the ground

Mister get on side your car and let the whole sixty clip out

Ain't goin' back and forth with no rapper

I put s**t in the cloud

Man

Tee Da P know that I'm tired and miss 'em

Can't even keep a smile

Mixed the dead opps with the Baccarat

For sho' you ho goin' down

We slimin' s**t out

This our summer

Got some

Then don't come around

If he play

We might roll up and smoke him like a Backwood stalk

'Cause it gets shady and get shiesty when you come from out that South

I'm a slimy a*s young n***a

Mama said

Boy

Watch your mouth

And I get grimy 'bout that cash

The plug better not say

It's a drought

He not a ho and I ain't one neither

It get cold

I keep that heater

223's

Glock Ninas

FNs

Call her fina

When I'm goin' through some things

I get a hot head

Yeah a fever

When I wanna numb the pain I pour a eight inside a liter

Yeah

Break it down

Add me up

Come and see what I'm worth

I'm known all around

What you think they pay me for a verse

Disrespect my name

I try my best to put 'em in the dirt

We ain't stuntin' none of these lames

We hittin' pussies where it hurt

We certified

That thang around me

I got this s**t figured out

Put R I P in front they gang for runnin' they mouth

Chasin' clout

I caught that b***h and kept on squeezin'

Way after he hit the ground

Mister get on side your car and let the whole sixty clip out

Ain't goin' back and forth with no rapper

I put s**t in the cloud

Man

Tee Da P know that I'm tired and miss 'em

Can't even keep a smile

Mixed the dead opps with the Baccarat

For sho' you ho goin' down

We slimin' s**t out

This our summer

Got some

Then don't come around

Blrrrd

Blrrrd

James about that check

Boy

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