Sharin versuri

Sharin lyrics by KirbLaGoop

Hunnid, ooh It’s all Goop

Chorus
I got dope in my back pocket and the .22
I got bands in my front pocket what about you?
Heard you round town boy let me pull up with the tool
All my dogs got straps, yall be sharin bitch too
I got dope in my back pocket and the .22
I got bands in my front pocket what about you?
Heard you round town woadie let me pull up with the tool
All my dogs got straps, yall be sharin beams too

Verse
Not me, I can’t fuck with a soul what the deal?
.223 let my pain hit his brain shit for real
In the field, down to die, down to catch a homicide
Walking in your momma cry, all she asking you is why?
Can you deal with that pain? Can you deal with that stress?
You gon’ bitch up there? yo hol up come out, beat the best
Good aim fuck your face, hope your ass really practice
Where his goonies? All pussy, go plot, be an actor
Real thuggin in my blood, catch the charge for my cuz
I didn’t get it from the judge, beat the case, fuck a bust
Fuck his love in that mac
Clowns acting like they know this white boy from the ghetto
Snatch yo ass off yo toes
Floor four, fiend strapped, calicos in the mac
I ain’t talking McDonald’s but got pounds in the pack
Real raw, untamed give it to em uncut
Thoroughbred to the bone I ain’t never gave a fuck

Chorus
I got dope in my back pocket and the .22
I got bands in my front pocket what about you?
Heard you round town boy let me pull up with the tool
All my dogs got straps, yall be sharin bitch too
I got dope in my back pocket and the .22
I got bands in my front pocket what about you?
Heard you round town woadie let me pull up with the tool
All my dogs got straps, yall be sharin beams too

Outro
Boy we know you share them guns
Ain’t none of them yo hitters
Hahaha
Glocked up, whacked up boy you know we tote them poles
Stay yo ass inside house ass boy hunnid thou’