Poof lyrics

[Intro]

Aye, out west 290 shit, bitch, you know how I'm rockin', nigga

Get your guns up, get your funds up, you on that opp shit, get mopsticked, bitch

YSN, young street nigga, aye

This bitch say she like my watch, bitch say she like my car

Ridin' solo dolo but I'm hangin' out with my Glock

Police got behind me, did I pull over? Hell naw

I might bust my dashboard, get up with me, fuck y'all

[Verse 1]

I pull up on you at the light, then I leave you at the light

Slidin' off, your shit crash, in the sidewalk, all in the grass

I'm in the club, high off drugs, bitch nigga better not mean mug

Security ain't even search me, I just snuck past him with the snuff

Told that bitch I like her sundress and I take it off

I aim at your head, chopper make a mess, take it off

Sniper on the roof, roof, with this bitch, I'm a dog

There was fleas on your ass, nigga, you wan' bite 'em off

I got shorties on my payroll, get your halo, they knock you off

My bitch, I feel like John Gotti, I might catch me a new body

If you ain't 'bout gettin' money, nigga, then you need to find you a new hobby

Whole lotta money, whole lotta gold, like I sold my soul to the Illuminati

Pussy nigga this a Ferrari, this ain't no Maserati

My bitch got one hell of a body, she foreign like Bugatti

Alexander McQueen 'cause, bitch, I'm a designer fiend

I buy Balmains, expensive jeans and I fill 'em with Gs

[Hook]

Aye, my car go poof, it ain't got no roof

Niggas say you're gettin' money but yeen no proof

Pussy nigga fuck with me then your life go poof

I'm a player, don't be surprised if your bitch go poof

And if you're icy to me, your neck and wrist go poof

The police tryna build a case but they ain't got no proof

I'll fuck his bitch 'til she drown and she ain't got no juice

Thinkin' 'bout gettin' on my level that's a hell of a stoop

[Verse 2]

Aye, your racks go poof, then your sack go poof

Tryna run from me, chopper make your back go poof

The police chasin' me, I make this beat, 12 on poof

We put niggas on a stretcher now they callin' for truce

I'm mixin' Hennessy with pills, bitch, I'm high off the deuce

Them niggas lyin' in they rhymes, they ain't tellin' the truth

I got a ugly bag, boy, I bought your bitch bag

I got a ugly swag, my designer a mismatch

We just pull up on a nigga block with 100 shots, then the 100 train comin'

I fuck a bitch, never call her back, tell her that I love her, I was game runnin'

She ate my dick up, bon apetit, bitch got a tongue like Cardi B

Infrared beams on everything, might be red, might be green

Bowleg bitch might be thick, might be slim, might be lean

I don't sip lean, but I pop beans, feelin' like I'm high off everything

Foe'nem leave no witnesses, we be shootin' up everything

Fuck a bitch 'cause I'm married to the game, only way I buy a wedding ring

Run up on a nigga house, put the 4 nickel in a nigga mouth

Told him, "Give me all that shit", took so much dope, I ain't runnin' out

You want the shoes on my feet, well, they ain't even comin' out

Rappin' shit you ain't bout, these rap niggas love doin' shit for the clout

Niggas loose at the mouth

[Hook]

My car go poof, it ain't got no roof

Niggas say you're gettin' money but yeen no proof

Pussy nigga fuck with me then your life go poof

I'm a player, don't be surprised if your bitch go poof

And if you're icy to me, your neck and wrist go poof

The police tryna build a case but they ain't got no proof

I'll fuck his bitch 'til she drown and she ain't got no juice

Thinkin' 'bout gettin' on my level that's a hell of a stoop

[Outro]

Aye, aye, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, bitch

Out west 290 shit, you know how I'm rockin', nigga

Get your guns up, get your funds up

You on that opp shit, get mop sticked

Spvnk on the beat

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