
Pool Stick ft. Slick ! Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2021
Lyrics
Ayy, choppa light em up, I have him runnin' like a athlete
Just like my shooter, leave his head in the backseat
Ridin' in the foreign, so lil' nigga you can't catch me
He ridin' in the Kia, that lil' nigga tryna pass me
Hit him in his head, watch it bounce like elastic
Stay with the heater, he gon' melt just like plastic
How you make him disappear, bitch I do magic
I been on some dumb shit, rock out with that pump bitch
If I catch him lackin, he get hit with the full clip
Niggas talk alot, but they really ain't gon' do shit
Choppa in the trunk, AR, that's a pool stick
Yeah, that's a motherfuckin' pool stick
Gun him down, 30 round, that's a whole clip
I laugh at him, when I'm tossin' money
I got a white girl in the hills, that's my Bunny
Movin' traffic, why you niggas movin funny
I just made a couple funds in my lap off a dummy
Movin' weight, nigga we don't do no frontin
I'll drop a couple racks on they ass like it's funny
Call my plug up, 10-piece, whip that round me
Had to work for that shit, my side was never sunny
Niggas steady gunnin', now we dem boys, Always up to somthing
Nah, all my fiends give me chills, steady countin' blues
Little bitch, send a drop, tell me what's the moves
I just made another play, steady bustin' moves
Yeah, and I got time to cool
Now I pull up with the top down, they confused
They should me on TV, on the views
Make this shit look easy, wish this could be you
Wish this could be you
But you ain't even wanna fuck with me
I came across some funds, got some guns, And got lucky
For this you don't even know what I done, can't take from me
Now I'm summin', countin' money, sunny, yeah, this shit is lovely
Me and Slick, we always up to somethin
Finna get to gunnin and shoot a fuck, n***a, that's for nothin
Bitch, you know we drummin', hit his ass with that hundred round
It sound like a trumpet, niggas callin' us the Pac-Man
Cause the way we dump it, had to get it back, get it back
I can never lack, Choppa hit his back, that's a fact
Where them niggas at? Finna drop a stack, make it back
Drop another track, hold up, run it back
Run it back, cause I'm speakin' facts
Niggas talk a lot, but they really ain't gon' do shit
Niggas talk a lot, but they really ain't gon' do shit
Choppa in the trunk, AR, that's a pool stick