Pools Lyrics

Pools in the yard

Garage fulla cars

Smoking boof out the raw

To the moon go to Mars

Don't know who you think you are

Fuck her in the booth witta Jewls on my arm

When my dick super hard

Pour a 4 then I snore

Record when I'm bored

I record what I'm living

Then I hit it on the floor

Lean seeping out my pores

More heaters than a war

Puttin numbers on the board

(yeah)

Wanna shotty wanna glocky

But I'm cocking back a remmy

Gucci on my body but I wanna cop givenchy

For my thotty she deserve It

I was servin through yo city

Copped the jolly rancher had yo baby momma sipping

God for give me for the way I'm living,

Forgive all the sinning I ain't mean it

God forbid my momma ever find my glizzy

Smoke it till I'm dizzy

Roll a 3.5 ima hit till I'm lifted

I'm drifting out my mind

You the one I think about

I think I need you in my life,

Wanna glizzy wanna chopper

But I'm cocking back a 9

Talking to myself

Think I'm tripping every night,

Roll a 3.5 I be drifting out my mind

Sexting,

Witta lil freak cuz that neck clean,

Press me

I could putta lazer on ya neck piece

Blessed me wit da top stop all dat flexing

I was next to the glock cocked back

When she left me

She left me for dead,

Left me on on read,

She the best wit da neck

Blessed wit da head

I finessed for the checks

Check mark on my sweats

Yo bitch chilling here

Shoulda keept her in check

Wanna shotty wanna glocky

But I'm cocking back a remmy

Gucci on my body but I wanna cop givenchy

For my thotty she deserve It

I was servin through yo city

Copped the jolly rancher had yo baby momma sipping

God for give me for the way I'm living,

Forgive all the sinning I ain't mean it

God forbid my momma ever find my glizzy

Smoke it till I'm dizzy

Roll a 3.5 ima hit till I'm lifted

I'm drifting out my mind

Pools in the yard

Garage fulla cars

Smoking boof out the raw

To the moon go to Mars

Don't know who you think you are

Fuck her in the booth witta Jewls on my arm

When my dick super hard

Pour a 4 then I snore

Record when I'm bored

Record what I'm living

Then I hit it on the floor

Lean seeping out my pores

More heaters than a war

Puttin numbers on the board