lil pooke - callsomebodyelsesphone. lyrics
(lil pooke trapping)
b+tch i’m busy trapping so just call somebody else’s phone
i just want to smoke and stay productive till this day is done
like xavier i wulf your ass, tell these b+tches give a dog a bone
tell these b+tches that they had their time it’s time for me to take the throne
i’m chilling with my dogs up on the coach i’m off the edible
this b+tch she smart as f+ck but it’s the head that makes her credible
these motherf+ckеrs writing rhymes but you know they ain’t legiblе
i had to f+ck up the game and you know i ain’t tell them fools
i sold the pack right out the pizza place i got the sauce with me
no we ain’t from houston but we in the kitchen whipping whitney
had too much ciroc up on the rooftop man i f+cked my kidneys
who gon tell these other plugs that now i up and run the city?
pooke, pooke, everybody f+cking with me
pooke, pooke, know i brought them guys with me
pooke, pooke, who the one that run the city?
pooke, pooke, now everybody f+ckin with me
b+tch i’m busy trapping so just call somebody else’s phone
i just want to smoke and stay productive till this day is done
like xavier i wulf your ass, tell these b+tches give a dog a bone
tell these b+tches that they had their time it’s time for me to take the throne
i’m chilling with my dogs up on the coach i’m off the edible
this b+tch she smart as f+ck but it’s the head that makes her credible
these motherf+ckers writing rhymes but you know they ain’t legible
i had to f+ck up the game and you know i ain’t tell them fools
(woooo)
(yeah yeah yeah)
two out the way, i get four out the back
i don’t know him, it’s a fact, get your man, he a rat
off top, (off top)
let it blow (let it blow)
yeah he playing with me so i get him yolked
hoes in the trap, raking in a hundred
boy you know we drumming, everyday we gunning
hoes gone, gone in the wind
playing with kirb boy ain’t nothing pretend (ain’t nothing pretend)
b+tch i’m busy trapping so just call somebody else’s phone
i just want to smoke and stay productive till this day is done
like xavier i wulf your ass, tell these b+tches give a dog a bone
tell these b+tches that they had their time it’s time for me to take the throne
i’m chilling with my dogs up on the coach i’m off the edible
this b+tch she smart as f+ck but it’s the head that makes her credible
these motherf+ckers writing rhymes but you know they ain’t legible
i had to f+ck up the game and you know i ain’t tell them fools
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