Letra de Poydras - Chetta

(Feat. $uicideboy$)

The fuck

Yeah where that bitch at?

Man tell that bitch come up here

If it's up then it's stuck hoe

If it's up then it's stuck hoe

If it's up then it's stuck hoe

Tell me hoe where ya at?

I just had to re-up on you hoes

I got bricks for the fix by the boat load

Ain't seen my feelings in so long

I do my thing on solo

Popping pills, we gone run that shit back tho'

Get ya killed just for thinking that we act tho'

Homicide wanna try me, get ya back blown

3k for the seal, so it's cutthroat

On a PJ, smoking on the e-way

I got ZaZa running through my arteries

Pick me outside, forty on throwaway

Leave your eyes wide really you ain't seeing me

Run it up, pussy hit that relay

Double back, shoot again, press you like a replay

I've been up, what it is, stretch em like a freeway

On the real, I'mma blow a pound like some TNT

Yeah, yeah, la vida loca

Pouring lean in my soda

Smoking gas 'till she choke out

I'm smoking gas 'till we glow up

Babygirl, I'm just tryna make sure, ahh

All these diamonds on my neck like the polar

Cool mil in my account looking colder

Two tier double deck when I pour out

Pop my seal, I'mma need another drink hoe

TT'd off the foam how I be hoe

And that MAC keep grip while I sleep hoe

And my net worth rolling to the beat, ahh

I just popped another pill on ecstasy, ahh

Bitch wanna top me with my feet up

Big fiend for the money need the ER

Push a little coupe, baby this ain't no Fiat

Clip long, knee high, pushing back ya weave ahh

Kick on the AR like a horse, yeehaw

Knock you off ya feet, ahh

Run it up, we hot

Tell my opps stay close

I'll show how I roll

From the North to the South Shore

Run that shit back, tell'em fill me up

If it's up then it's stuck, hoe

Tell me, hoe, where ya at, hoe?

I just had to re-up on you hoes

I got bricks for the fix by the boat load

Ain't seen my feelings in so long

I do my thing on solo

Popping pills, we gone run that shit back tho'

Get ya killed just for thinking that we act tho'

Homicide wanna try me, get ya back blown

3k for the seal, so it's cutthroat

Too many Deja Vu

I feel like it

We've have too many people that's dying because

Nobody wanna get involved until it happens to you

Northside Shawty wet, hit 'em with the Womp Womp

GLE take off with your bitch, bye

Honk, honk, King Kong, big ding dong

You see these dogs outside

Just know I'm upstairs going hard bitch, bing bong

Who the fuck said that I done changed since I got racks

Rather me twin bed at my mom and dads recording in that shed

Say you got them WMD’s but you Iraq

Invade you like I'm Bush and find out you ain't got jack

Fuck that, here's a gun put it down, you gone clutch that

Rat tells, self defense, had to bust back

Why you throwing up boy, where ya nuts at?

Butt back bitch I ain't tryna fuck yet

No fucks left, get off of my dick, hoe

Bar baby pill poppa, wet big Moe

Wet bigalow, fucking hoes like a gigolo

Titty baby, Grey the color 'till the funeral

Quarter mil for my powder bag, I ain't flipping for a profit

I'm strung out, pressing a gun against my eye socket

My wrist look like the night sky

Glistening, the drug usage at an all time high

Suicide, ready to die

All my partners down to ride soon as I text 'em to slide

I'm betting you'll hide

Peeking out, bending the blinds, cocking the nine

Staring down the barrel, you'll get lead through your eye

Leaving you blind, yeah

Oddy like Hammurabi

Chopping bitches bodies like my dick was a shotty

It ain't a hobby

It's what the fuck I do

I ain't playing this fucking game of who's who

Been had the drip but the whip is new

The whole dash is covered in blue residue

Give me all the smoke and the bad Juju

Playing arenas but I ain't Voodoo

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