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♫ Pooh Shiesty - FDO
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◼️Lyrics: Pooh Shiesty - FDO
[Intro]
(Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
Pussy nigga, blrrrd, ayy
[Verse]
FDO, FTF, first day out, bitch, fuck the feds
Walked out the jail, I saw six foreigns, I just got out the bunk bed
Three million cash, can't fit in my hands, then sit some on my head
Bae, come put that pussy on me, bitch, I'm fresh from out the feds (On God)
I say fresh from out the feds, baby, come put that pussy on me (Put that pussy on me)
Turnt as fuck in the strip club, ran out of ones, started throwin' hundreds
Nigga, I can't fumble shit, the whole world been waitin' on it (Yup)
Tote that knife all way to R&D, gave it to my lil' homie, nigga (Let's go)
Ain't no more Mufasa, Mr. Goldman, I catch jets to Johnny (Yup)
Ain't no more outfits from Southland Mall, this setup made in London (Yup)
Couple hoes jumped off my bid, majority waited on me (Fuck 'em)
She just actin' faithful to you 'til I get home, trust me, homie (I stamp that)
Feel impatient, I might do a demonstration off GP (This one here on me)
I ain't shot nothin' in like four years, I ain't sent a hit in three (On GP)
Don't let Durk verse go to your head, ain't nobody slime as me (I stamp that)
I'm the one from 'round the corner where they snaked Martin Luther King (Yup)
Extra aggressive out in traffic 'cause Hank ain't in the backseat (Free Hank)
Everywhere I go, it's cars trailin' 'cause Reckless ain't drivin' me (Long live the gang)
I get mad when I look around and my members ain't where they 'posed to be
A whole war goin' on, I'm stuck in the cage, it drove me crazy
(Chill this time, Shiesty, stay out the way)
30, pass me that Drac' (Blrrrd)
(Say fuck the hood, Memphis ain't no good)
Get your bitch ass out my face (Blrrrd)
Unfortunately, I'm CEO and the top shooter for my gang
My grandma told me keep my grass low, the whole time, I'm the snake (A slime)
Smelled his plot from like three miles away, you can't outsnake a snake
I ain't choose the streets, they chose me, steppin' on shit my lane
I ain't choose to rap, it chose me, my name held too much weight
Type influence I got where I'm from, got Yo Gotti totin' a Drac' (On God)
When you meet me, you gon' get real motivated same day (On God)
Them tear drops played out, go get your favorite bullet on your face (On God)
Do not rap when I am told, I rap when I got shit to say
SF90, I'm allergic to Corvettes, fuck a C8 (Lil' nigga)
This an F8, not a C8, nigga, Mansory edition
In the May-May, oh my God, what-happened-to-Virgil edition (That Maybach)
In the Wray-Wray, widebody, Cullinan, Black Badge edition (That Rolls-Royce)
In the same Scat Pack since I left, that mean you stuck, lil' nigga (Yup)
We all on a race to the top, these niggas stuck, can't get no bigger (Say what?)
I got richer while in jail, locked in the feds outdoin' niggas (On God)
Now my watch got on a watch, my chain got more chains than you niggas
Ain't no such thing as real niggas, but I'm damn sure ain't counterfeit (I ain't fakin' this shit)
Hid ten M's in the bank, then went fed, got penitentiary rich (I'm still filthy rich)
Orderin' Ferraris off a jail call, I'm real rich
Make sure she cover my name up if you plan on keepin' the bitch (Fuck her)
I signed a deal, then went to jail, they ain't even seen me pop my shit (On gang)
I'm just now buyin' a chain that say my name, I been bullshittin'
My niggas died while in chains, get-back gang, I'm right back for revenge (Gang, on gang)
Ayy, I dress way more colder, every eight hours, I'm changin' fits (What?)
Every seven, I change the bitch (What?), nothin' but foreigns when we change lanes (Blrrrd)
Hood poet, all these jewels I drop, how you ain't make a chain? (Goofy)
He ain't dead, but I got niggas in the feds smokin' Lil Wayne (Big Tunechi)
I'm CEO, I cannot go, even my strikers bulletproof
All my hoes from Memphis still allowed to call me Mr. Pooh
Seven foreigns, rose gold, my first day out, damn fool, blrrrd (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
[Outro]
Brewster-ass nigga
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♫ Pooh Shiesty - FDO
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◼️Lyrics: Pooh Shiesty - FDO
[Intro]
(Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
Pussy nigga, blrrrd, ayy
[Verse]
FDO, FTF, first day out, bitch, fuck the feds
Walked out the jail, I saw six foreigns, I just got out the bunk bed
Three million cash, can't fit in my hands, then sit some on my head
Bae, come put that pussy on me, bitch, I'm fresh from out the feds (On God)
I say fresh from out the feds, baby, come put that pussy on me (Put that pussy on me)
Turnt as fuck in the strip club, ran out of ones, started throwin' hundreds
Nigga, I can't fumble shit, the whole world been waitin' on it (Yup)
Tote that knife all way to R&D, gave it to my lil' homie, nigga (Let's go)
Ain't no more Mufasa, Mr. Goldman, I catch jets to Johnny (Yup)
Ain't no more outfits from Southland Mall, this setup made in London (Yup)
Couple hoes jumped off my bid, majority waited on me (Fuck 'em)
She just actin' faithful to you 'til I get home, trust me, homie (I stamp that)
Feel impatient, I might do a demonstration off GP (This one here on me)
I ain't shot nothin' in like four years, I ain't sent a hit in three (On GP)
Don't let Durk verse go to your head, ain't nobody slime as me (I stamp that)
I'm the one from 'round the corner where they snaked Martin Luther King (Yup)
Extra aggressive out in traffic 'cause Hank ain't in the backseat (Free Hank)
Everywhere I go, it's cars trailin' 'cause Reckless ain't drivin' me (Long live the gang)
I get mad when I look around and my members ain't where they 'posed to be
A whole war goin' on, I'm stuck in the cage, it drove me crazy
(Chill this time, Shiesty, stay out the way)
30, pass me that Drac' (Blrrrd)
(Say fuck the hood, Memphis ain't no good)
Get your bitch ass out my face (Blrrrd)
Unfortunately, I'm CEO and the top shooter for my gang
My grandma told me keep my grass low, the whole time, I'm the snake (A slime)
Smelled his plot from like three miles away, you can't outsnake a snake
I ain't choose the streets, they chose me, steppin' on shit my lane
I ain't choose to rap, it chose me, my name held too much weight
Type influence I got where I'm from, got Yo Gotti totin' a Drac' (On God)
When you meet me, you gon' get real motivated same day (On God)
Them tear drops played out, go get your favorite bullet on your face (On God)
Do not rap when I am told, I rap when I got shit to say
SF90, I'm allergic to Corvettes, fuck a C8 (Lil' nigga)
This an F8, not a C8, nigga, Mansory edition
In the May-May, oh my God, what-happened-to-Virgil edition (That Maybach)
In the Wray-Wray, widebody, Cullinan, Black Badge edition (That Rolls-Royce)
In the same Scat Pack since I left, that mean you stuck, lil' nigga (Yup)
We all on a race to the top, these niggas stuck, can't get no bigger (Say what?)
I got richer while in jail, locked in the feds outdoin' niggas (On God)
Now my watch got on a watch, my chain got more chains than you niggas
Ain't no such thing as real niggas, but I'm damn sure ain't counterfeit (I ain't fakin' this shit)
Hid ten M's in the bank, then went fed, got penitentiary rich (I'm still filthy rich)
Orderin' Ferraris off a jail call, I'm real rich
Make sure she cover my name up if you plan on keepin' the bitch (Fuck her)
I signed a deal, then went to jail, they ain't even seen me pop my shit (On gang)
I'm just now buyin' a chain that say my name, I been bullshittin'
My niggas died while in chains, get-back gang, I'm right back for revenge (Gang, on gang)
Ayy, I dress way more colder, every eight hours, I'm changin' fits (What?)
Every seven, I change the bitch (What?), nothin' but foreigns when we change lanes (Blrrrd)
Hood poet, all these jewels I drop, how you ain't make a chain? (Goofy)
He ain't dead, but I got niggas in the feds smokin' Lil Wayne (Big Tunechi)
I'm CEO, I cannot go, even my strikers bulletproof
All my hoes from Memphis still allowed to call me Mr. Pooh
Seven foreigns, rose gold, my first day out, damn fool, blrrrd (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
[Outro]
Brewster-ass nigga
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