posers! ft. gaspmf, jammato, KiLL FENiX, SyIx & spider Lyrics

きッテぉヅゃ゜

Damn he a poser

Coming up fast like a mutha fucking rover

I ain't got no range but i'm lucky like a leaf clover

Play with us we turn you into organ doner

Hoes gas me up but i ain't no stoner

My ex kinda mad that she ain't with me now

Never find someone better that's on god now

Ima fuck a new bitch every week now

Look her in her eyes and she on my cock now

Pull up to her crib she got me clocked in

Doin' all these shows bouta have me locked in

Lookin' at my bank that shit be stocked in

Just like a bird all these racks be flocking

And i make money not friends

Never trust a bitch or a hoe they be toxic

Ima kick that bitch to the curb like a flip

She ask if i skate and i'm like nah bitch i'm a poser

Coming up fast like a mutha fucking rover

I ain't got no range but i'm lucky like a leaf clover

Play with us we turn you into organ doner

Hoes gas me up but i ain't no stoner

My ex kinda mad that she ain't with me now

Never find someone better that's on god now

Ima fuck a new bitch every week now

Look her in her eyes and she on my cock now

Pull out my blick, bitch i ain't no poser

Point it at his face, yeah we put him on a poster

Leave his ass wet, just like a coaster

Tyler he a bitch yeah, smoke him like a stoner

Yo bitch on me, actin' like i know her

Rubbin' on my shi, yeah givin' me a boner

Pulled down her pants, god damn! whats that odor?, this shit over

Talkin' all that shit, so i pull up with a 'retta

Yo bitch want me, cuz i fuck her betta'

Cut a pussy boy, like a mutha fuckin' shredda'

Fuckin' on this bitch, i don't wanna upset her

Glock 40 spazz, bitch i got a vendetta

Need me a fix, bitch i'm gettin' kind of fed up

Gettin' so rich, go get yo bread up

Glock 40 spazz, go get yo lead up

I got lean in my gut

Got yo bitch on her knees, suckin' up

Shakin' ass in the club

Bitch i wanna pop that 6, i wanna feel numb

Wanna fuck cause i'm up

I pour a deuce in my cup, now i feel fuckin' stuck

Carry that when it's tucked

Did so much shit know you fucked up

Did too much shit, we on yo ass

Pussy try to post on my fall, smoke his gas

Put my dick inside her throat all she do is gag

Tryna stack my money up, i'm tryna make a bag

Girlfriend all mine, all i do is brag

Boys tryna be like me, all they do is steal swag

But you can never be like me, u a fuckin' lame

Take this shit too deep, cant feel my brain

Hop in the whip, pedal down i go faster

Buck 50 but i know won't crash yuh

Won't hit again sorry bitch i'm a bastard

Fuck on the bitch then i leave in the past ha

Whoa yuh i been on a roll

Got a bag full of dro blow it out the window

Got a glock 9 semi that's a matte black pole

Got my brother by my side masked up boutta go

Lil bitch who you raisin' yo fists at

Two body shots and a hook never miss that

Drop to the floor, eyes back in ya thick

Feelin' like stokely wit my wrist i'm like this that

Fuck all yo diss tracks

Ask for the addy ima ask where ya blick at

Might take yo bitch if i like ima hit that

If you got a problem then i might leave ya mismatched

Yeah

Ima leave em mismatched

Call the Popo police call the dispatch

Hit up for the weed collard greens but he missed that

Run up on the team then me flip the wrist back, huh, oh

Shoot em in the face, 05 on the scene so we gotta do the race, gold chain no thang

But i gotta keep a pace

No phone, no bones but he wanna catch a case, yuh, ah

Pull up full gas, i'm just floorin'

Pop out yo place, and i give you a warnin'

Still a young kid, but im gettin' endorsements

Break down yo door, like them law enforcements

Mask on my face, huh, uh yuh

So i'm whippin' that tank, huh, uh yuh

Make money like banghang, uh yuh

Stay smokin' that thang, huh, uh yuh

きッテぉヅゃ゜