yung caillou - poseidon lyrics
[hook]
yeah, ayy
call me randy johnson, yeah, ’cause i got a sidearm
water all up on me, yeah, i feel like poseidon
if you talkin’ down, yeah, you is a bygone
i be shootin’, scorin’, b+tch, i feel like i’m jordan
yeah, call me randy johnson, yeah, ’cause i got a sidearm
only neck versace, [?] that is a [?]
shawty only hit my line to tell me she slidin’
yo’ b+tch on my d+ck, she hold me tight like a python, yah
[verse 1: yung caillou]
pull up on ’em, let the snot buss ’em
boy, you better pray to god that i ain’t really stressin’
different colour chains, yeah, different colour women
i’m feelin’ pretty good, me and max at the function
swervin’ in a tesla, then we slide down your block
i keep a choppa right on me, i make ’em dance milly rock
i’m off the thc, rockin’ i.c.e
i’m with yo’ b+tch, she give me t.o.p., yeah
and i be up late, just me, but i ain’t feelin’ great
pop another bean and then i watch it all disintegrate
i don’t need my money comin’ in at a fly rate
put a rolex on my gun so they is [?]
yeah, call me randy johnson, ’cause i got a sidearm
if he’s the one you dissin’, he’s the one that i might harm
i’m doin’ f+ckin shots at the club like a tight one
he talkin’ on my name, i’ma ride him a new one
[verse 2: samuelz]
yeah, ayy, put my foot up your ass like
you got a fetish
i be smokin’ on that cabbage, you be smokin’ on that lettuce
i got three hoes like merry christmas
you never shoot your shot like you’re ben simmons
choppa with a d+ck gon’ take your virginity
yeah, i got a couple girls, but swear there ain’t no b+tch in me
come up with a knife, yeah, this li’l b+tch usin’ kitchen [?]
he prayin’ for his life, not have him singin’ like a symphony
you’re a fan, a guy like peter
he actin’ real tough like he used to take theatre
shawty on my d+ck, yeah, she a eater
1032, it’s hot like a fever, yeah
[hook: yung caillou]
yeah, ayy
call me randy johnson, yeah, ’cause i got a sidearm
water all up on me, yeah, i feel like poseidon
if you talkin’ down, yeah, you is a bygone
i be shootin’, scorin’, b+tch, i feel like i’m jordan
yeah, call me randy johnson, yeah, ’cause i got a sidearm
only neck versace, [?] that is a [?]
shawty only hit my line to tell me she slidin’
yo’ b+tch on my d+ck, she hold me tight like a python, yah
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