sgm - poltargiest lyrics
[verse 1: mbrk]
uh, b+tch you made my laugh, i’m not [?]
fool ass n+gga, feed up on the grass, it’s my fiction
shawty bad, and she love my raps, she love my diction
sgm, we all on yo ass, we go that distance
mm+mm, vigi, liffy, zai, hm
finna call me trash, shoot bullets in his eye
n+ggas mad i [?]
slice his face, i cut that pie
don’t want that b+tch, yo hoe a five
[?]
we pushin’ packs, we poltargiest
eugh, look, shawty wan’ go on a date
we hear you have dough, we come to yo safe
[?], ha
f+ck up out my place, she gonna open like a case
the way i step, i move with grace
she saw that sh+t, want give me face
uh, the b+tch is bad, i spread that cash like its a pamphlet, bro sure
she got my ads, she want me crack, but i won’t smash, that b+tch a wh0re
[?], we get ’em out, yeah, we deport
i showed a graph about my cash and shawty want it, b+tch, of course
[verse 2: justvigi]
you can take my shoes but you can’t walk a mile in ’em
yeah, i rock with sgm, b+tch, i’m so tight with ’em
i got a lotta friends but i don’t like to side with ’em
too many fake people now, no+one can talk to a b+tch
i could never say i done this on my own, b+tch
you could never go if you stay live in the past, b+tch
i’ve made peace with the fact that i’m just average
got to this point ’cause i stay workin’ so hard, b+tch
at one point in your life you gotta realise you not special
everyone got it on purpose with they own potential
i can’t really tell if you make it or still [?]
i stay asking myself questions, i don’t got the answers
and i seek ’em out, what they thinkin’ ’bout?
is he in the right or is he just speakin’ loud?
uh, i could never say that i had to worry about my next meal
and i’m so blessed for that, b+tch
[verse 3: lyfelxss]
i could never slide on a dirty b+tch
[?] myself, but today, i’ma talk my sh+t
[?], but you runnin’ out the f+ckin’ mix
i could pull up with the f+ckin’ (bleh!) i won’t ever miss
b+tch i bring the (bleh!) in this b+tch
you be claimin’ she so moral but she gaggin’ this sh+t
you been worryin’ ’bout a message and she laggin’ and sh+t
if i buy [?] then she, (bleh!) nah, yeah
i could never love up on a f+ckin’ thot
my n+ggas move around the galaxy like they some astronauts
claimin’ that you ’bout it but you passed and pulled up on your block
smith and wesson on me, pop a n+gga [?] shot
[?] on my hip, i leave you out the mission
claimin’ sgm ain’t better, but you steady wishin’
steady in my f+ckin’ dm’s, steady f+ckin’ b+tchin’
how we [?], you got a thousand listens (bleh!)
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