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first year - slatt zy & pooh shiesty lyrics

[chorus: slatt zy]
these diamonds won’t chill, why the f*ck would i chill?
i’m poppin’ my sh*t, give a f*ck how you feel
she ride on the d*ck, but she ain’t got no wheels
been dead for a minute, the f*ck can i live?
forgetting my memory, poppin’ these x
a mouthful of diamonds, that’s why she gets wet
don’t get near this car, we got choppas and tec’s
she gon’ crash on the gang, it’s gon’ turn to a wreck
i’m in the projects, designer my jeans
hi*tech my cup and i’m gon’ on a bean
you were f*ckin’ my brother, she f*ckin’ the team
but that ain’t my concern, she just chasin’ her dream
i was down on my ass, man, thеy ain’t give me sh*t
i see she won’t f*ck ‘causе i’m flashin’ my wrist
take a p*ss on yo’ block ’cause i know where y’all been
my first year in the game, get the f*ck off my d*ck

[verse 1: slatt zy]
roll down the window on hood, i’ma fly
he claim these streets, he ain’t comin’ outside
caught the n*gga slippin’ at the gas station, he was high
middle school first year, we was tryna steal ties
know how i feel when i get on these pills
activist activate go on a drill
cartier lenses get foggy as h*ll
but i reach for my glock to put two in his head
go out of town and i f*ck up the road
pop me a perc’ and i pop me a dro
is death ’round the corner, i’m new in these clothes
exposed to street like before i was four
tryna look good, wanna cop me a jacket
these b*tches ain’t sh*t with a lion as a pet
i’ma flex on a b*tch when i hop off the jet
if i f*ck with you b*tch, better know that you blessed
[chorus: slatt zy]
these diamonds won’t chill, why the f*ck would i chill?
i’m poppin’ my sh*t, give a f*ck how you feel
she ride on the d*ck, but she ain’t got no wheels
been dead for a minute, the f*ck can i live?
forgetting my memory, poppin’ these x
a mouthful of diamonds, that’s why she gets wet
don’t get near this car, we got choppas and tec’s
she gon’ crash on the gang, it’s gon’ turn to a wreck
i’m in the projects, designer my jeans
hi*tech my cup and i’m gon’ on a bean
you were f*ckin’ my brother, she f*ckin’ the team
but that ain’t my concern, she just chasin’ her dream
i was down on my ass, man, they ain’t give me sh*t
i see she won’t f*ck ’cause i’m flashin’ my wrist
take a p*ss on yo’ block ’cause i know where y’all been
my first year in the game, get the f*ck off my d*ck

[verse 2: pooh shiesty]
f*ck yo’ gang and f*ck yo’ clique
automatic choppa, i start shootin’ ’til it cl!cks
hop out on feet, rollin’ down with the gl!ck
if he havin’ more than ten pounds, he a l!ck
i took care of my n*gga for life and he snitched
i went on about it i ain’t callin’ no quits
man danger it came with the life that i live
blue tips in the fn clip, got chill
i’m drivin’ too fast, hope my cup don’t spill
if you don’t wanna slime his ass out i will
the trap i remember the drought got real
enough bout his eye let yo’ claim they k!lled
on my block i’m the only one famous from here
lil’ hard, you know, we got big bundles in here
i’m tryna whack yo’ whole gang less than a year
i ain’t met no n*gga can put me in fear
[chorus: slatt zy]
these diamonds won’t chill, why the f*ck would i chill?
i’m poppin’ my sh*t, give a f*ck how you feel
she ride on the d*ck, but she ain’t got no wheels
been dead for a minute, the f*ck can i live?
forgetting my memory, poppin’ these x
a mouthful of diamonds, that’s why she gets wet
don’t get near this car, we got choppas and tec’s
she gon’ crash on the gang, it’s gon’ turn to a wreck
i’m in the projects, designer my jeans
hi*tech my cup and i’m gon’ on a bean
you were f*ckin’ my brother, she f*ckin’ the team
but that ain’t my concern, she just chasin’ her dream
i was down on my ass, man, they ain’t give me sh*t
i see she won’t f*ck ’cause i’m flashin’ my wrist
take a p*ss on yo’ block ’cause i know where y’all been
my first year in the game, get the f*ck off my d*ck

- slatt zy pooh shiesty lyrics

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