Take A Life (feat. Foogiano) - Pooh Shiesty

Mob, mob, ho Gang (Mob, nigga) Yxng Stov Ayy, we cutthroat around here, nigga (Real cutthroat, nigga) You might wanna move around (Better move) Look O-Okay, this that drop (Huh?) Not that re-rock, he want clout (Nah) Make him famous with this Glock (Huh?) Put his picture at the top (Boom) Yelling, "Fuck 'em, I got guap" (Ho) Big old knots (Racks), run or get dropped She wanna fuck (Huh?), we in the spot Big old racks, I count 'em out Like one (One) Two (Two, nigga) Three (Three) Four (Huh? Four) Five sticks, here they go (Grah, grah, grah) And I put six in the head, seven days a week, I get that dough (Huh? Huh? Ho) I poured an eight down in my Fanta, I was tired of pouring fours (Eight, mud, mud) He said he gangster, but I looked him in his eyes, seen he ain't 'bout it (Huh? What? Ho) MO3 throw that oop, I dunk his ass just like I'm Dwight Howard (Grah) And I might be new to this rap game, but I ain't new to these streets (Huh? No, no) Let a nigga try me, put him six feet, yeah, he going deep (What? Six feet, deep) And I'm authentic as they come, .223's comin' out this drum (What? Boom, boom, boom) MO3 calls me, tells me that he need you gone, I get it done (Huh? Woah) Yeah, I come up out them trenches, bitch, I'm really from the slums (What? Mob, mob) And boy, I put it on my son, we ain't doin' one-on-ones (Nah, mob, mob) Niggas say I ain't gon' slide, boy, on my mama, I'ma slide (Huh? Slide, slide) I'ma have your mama, baby, grandma, sister, brother cryin' (Damn, huh? They cryin') I drank that Henny, turned me up, boy, that shit turned me to a dog (Huh? Dog, dog) And, boy, I filled this Backwood up with zaza, it's fat like a log (Huh? Foo) One (One) Two (Two, nigga) Three (Three) Four (Huh? Four) Five sticks, here they go (Grah, grah, grah) And I put six in the head, seven days a week, I get that dough (Huh? Huh? Ho) I poured an eight down in my Fanta, I was tired of pouring fours (Eight, mud, mud, MO-motherfuckin'-3) Big old chopper strap off in my joggers (What?), who protectin' 3? My bodyguard (Yeah), oh, you don't see this bitch? This F&N on me (Baow) Lil' bro got bodies (What?), he don't show his face, young nigga barely speak (Yeah) Foogiano (What?) pull up semi-auto (Yeah), that's on M-O-B (Gang) .223 (gang), will chop down a tree (Tree), Lil P push his top back (Top back) Big bankroll (Roll), AP match my teeth (Teeth), VV's, yeah, I copped that (Bling) Fly ho (Ho), big old booty freak (Freak), fuck her, she come right back Got good throat, damn near took my soul (Yeah), Foo, she need to stop that (Gang) One (One) Two (Two, nigga) Three (Three) Four (Huh? Four) Five sticks, here they go (Grah, grah, grah) And I put six in the head, seven days a week, I get that dough (Huh? Huh? Ho) I poured an eight down in my Fanta, I was tired of pouring fours

Yeah, nigga (huh? Mob?) 2020, boy (uh) Y'all done fucked up now, nigga (it's bad) Huh? Yeah (Authentic or nothin') Baby mama ain't shit (naw) She won't let me see my son (hoe) But you fuck with 'em, I'ma pop my gun Pussy, ain't no one on one (rrah) Nigga, we come from the slums (mob) 30 rounds, 50 rounds, 100 rounds Yeah, pussy boy them drums (drums) Have you prayin' like a nun (huh?) I ain't never been a actor Patrick nigga with that cappin' shit We gon' stomp his ass just like a kappa (uh) The mayor but she call me master (uh) Got her to the spot Gave that bitch a Perc', now she geekin' like a banshee (geek) She couldn't e'en understand me (ah) When I told her drop her panties 448, I get 'em gone (ah) Boy, this a hunned million dollar phone They hit my jack they say they need the strong Boy, you look broke as hell, you need a loan? My nigga, I'm nice, so you can have a loan (ah) Yo', bitch told me "That was nice" and then we boned (uh) No time to cuff, a nigga know I'm gone Trap on the defense, boy, I'm in the zone Ain't gotta say it, you know how I'm comin' (uh) Big nuts they hangin' like a monkey Say he got 50 bags down in the dungeon Boy, I hear take some and he say he bummin' Say he gon' shoot, well bih what it do? (Ah) I think he bluffin', nigga, where the proof? Told you we comin' and we want the loot Try me, boy, I'ma leave you with no roof I got that drank, bitch I got that juice No, I ain't bishop, but I keep the tool Lil bitch, it's Foo, but try me like a fool I promise ya you won't make another move I'm in my groove, yeah, nigga, I'm back Boy, I heard you been cuffin' on that net That bitch she lick me down until my sack You got a new name, boy, we call you Pat He want the smoke, well, bih, what it is? You know I'm slimy, nigga, like a eel (slime) Know I'll pop a nigga like a pill Know I be drankin' mud straight out the seal (mud) Yeah, it's the mayor and I'm with the Mob (mob) Yeah, we be trappin', bih, we don't do fraud My trappers they young and layin' in ya yard, bih Ah? Baby mama ain't shit (naw) She won't let me see my son (hoe) But you fuck with 'em, I'ma pop my gun Pussy, ain't no one on one (rrah) Nigga, we come from the slums (mob) 30 rounds, 50 rounds, 100 rounds Yeah, pussy boy them drums (drums) Have you prayin' like a nun (huh?) I ain't never been a actor Patrick nigga with that cappin' shit We gon' stomp his ass just like a kappa (uh) The mayor but she call me master (uh) Got her to the spot Gave that bitch a Perc', now she geekin' like a banshee (geek) She couldn't e'en understand me (ah) When I told her drop her panties She can keep her panties on when I hit her, yeah (yeah) She told me hurry up and take my 'fit off, yeah (yeah) And she be on the clock, workin' real hard, yeah (yeah) She gon' suck my dick when she get off, yeah (go) Big bankroll in a burner Put a nigga anywhere, I'm guaranteed to turn up Don't know who the fuck told these niggas they was soldiers I put my baby mama in a motherfuckin' Rover (vroom) She caught the box when I sent in the sodas (ooh) I copped the drop, put that shit in and sold it (ooh) Fuck all that poppin', I click and it's over (ooh) We havin' Glocks in this bitch, we ain't show 'em (bah) Yeah, I got that thang, you ain't e'en know it (yeah) I just got some brain, do your thing, she be blowin' I had to change, got rich, it's annoyin' Hop out, get paid for that bitch, and I go in (go in) Nice to meet you, I pull up in the foreign, yeah Roll up, we brought a whole bowl in, yeah Fuck her after I perform (mmm) She pop a pill, she fuck like she do porn (mmm) My watch is real and I'm havin' two on (two) Fuck around and put fire on your ass if you want Fuck around and put iron on your ass like I'm Ghost (mmm) Fuck around and see me grabbin' her ass if you don't (mmm) Baby mama ain't shit (naw) She won't let me see my son (hoe) But you fuck with 'em, I'ma pop my gun Pussy, ain't no one on one (rrah) Nigga, we come from the slums (mob) 30 rounds, 50 rounds, 100 rounds Yeah, pussy boy them drums (drums) Have you prayin' like a nun (huh?) I ain't never been a actor Patrick nigga with that cappin' shit We gon' stomp his ass just like a kappa (uh) The mayor but she call me master (uh) Got her to the spot Gave that bitch a Perc', now she geekin' like a banshee (geek) She couldn't e'en understand me (ah) When I told her drop her panties (This is Authentic, nigga)

Brrt Hmm, guard up Wanna keep, don't start up Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit I just crossed another nigga over, tell 'em, "Guard up" Double tap the button up on the key, the car gon' start up I lost some members at a early age, it left me scarred up Chopper gang, the bands and sticks and drums when we march up I just crossed another nigga over, tell 'em, "Guard up" Double tap the button up on the key, the car gon' start up I lost some members at a early agе, it left me scarred up Chopper gang, the bands and sticks and drums when we march up Keep clutchin' my fire stick We check a nigga challenge, yeah (let's go) You won't see me leave outside the house without my hammer (no) And my lil' niggas bangin' Shiesty gang in Alabama (brrt, brrt) Ayy, these lemon squeeze'll bust his cherry Clip hold a banana (brrt, brrt, brrt) Shit got stiff, can't wait to pull up on the block, ridin' Phantom I know I'm slidin' like a sled in the snow but I ain't Santa (no) My hoe know her head fire She get to showin' off for the camera (yeah, she gon' show off) Beat it bad like Michael Jackson, ayy, this my Dirty Diana Ayy, how you let a snake up in the grass, nigga, up in the house? Soon as we get them bowls in, T the P gon' take 'em out Got Key and Glock up on me right now 'cause I chose the Paper Route You niggas better use a GPS and take the safer route, brrt I just crossed another nigga over, tell 'em, "Guard up" Double tap the button up on the key, the car gon' start up I lost some members at a early age, it left me scarred up Chopper gang, the bands and sticks and drums when we march up I just crossed another nigga over, tell 'em, "Guard up" Double tap the button up on the key, the car gon' start up I lost some members at a early age, it left me scarred up Chopper gang, the bands and sticks and drums when we march up We with it today (we slime) We with it today (we slime) It's just me and baby, Shiesty (yeah) And we two deep in a Wraith (yeah, yeah, yeah) We with it today (we slime) We with it today (we slime) It's just me and baby, Shiesty And we two deep in a Wraith (yeah, yeah, yeah) See, this Draco came with side effects, I tote a baby K Who want smoke with me? I pull up any time at any day This is not a .223, this chopper here shoot through your head Get that work out like a fitness room, you know we movin' weight Been feelin' like my birthday every day, wake up and get the cake Ayy, I was smokin' out the P, weighin' up ounces, smokin' shade No, I can never let a nigga slide, I can't let 'em speak Shots fired, he on Fox live, bullet to his face, brrt I just crossed another nigga over, tell 'em, "Guard up" Double tap the button up on the key, the car gon' start up I lost some members at a early age, it left me scarred up Chopper gang, the bands and sticks and drums when we march up I just crossed another nigga over, tell 'em, "Guard up" Double tap the button up on the key, the car gon' start up I lost some members at a early age, it left me scarred up Chopper gang, the bands and sticks and drums when we march up Brrt, brrt, big brrt Brrt, brrt Brrt

This shit gonna get crazy Ayy, man, this shit finna get crazy, man Blow ya out, blow ya out (TP, baby) Took your chain to get repo'd Jack your ass like I'm Steve-O Switchin' lanes in a cheat code Lil' nigga, stick to the G-code And everybody know I'm slimy, so they try to play it close Certified sniper watchin' me, so practice your approach It's seven 'bows in this straight-eight And bitch, I'm hotter than May 8 Pooh Shiesty Day November 8 I'm a savage, stick to my cake Just met the plug on a rio I might pop out with K Carbon, I'm like Stitch and she Leo When them bullets knock you down, ain't gon' stop, I'm gon' get close Don't get caught at the Citgo Pass that Glock, that assist, though I put Drac' in a trench coat He got snaked for a Gen4 Where he at? Get his kinfolks Draco wet him, get him soaked for a little nine at the most Found out my day one done got laced I couldn't eat shit for 'bout two days Didn't sleep three nights behind Trey Day 'Cause I told him to wait for me Rico called me five times, I still call him back to this day And you won't never throw a rock and turn the other way The judge know my niggas comin' home and she lowered their bond Couple might gon' slip away, but it's how far you let 'em run I'm a threat up in these streets, I been on both sides of they gun These niggas talk about me every day, but see me, don't do nothin' Nine Glocks in a briefcase, we got that shit on the PJ I went up ten with Lil DJ, 11 racks in the V8 Smooth dude, when I was still in school I fucked on the TA (I had to get them grades) And I'll still pull a robbery, I'm too stuck in my ways, damn Shit, fuck Brrrt Brrrt Brrrt, brrrt, brrrt Hey, ayy 50 shots out a J-double-E-P, that's for Tee Da P Got a problem 'cause my nigga took somethin', come get it from me Livin' by extortion, in this dirty game, we play for keeps I got people out in Cali waitin' on damn fool to release I just missed a call from LB, I know it's 'bout some P's I be wantin' to take them trips, but shit be happenin' when I leave I can't end up on no tee, all these folks dependin' on me So before I let myself go, I'ma let go 33 This shit for real, nigga (yeah) You can't come around me without no kill, nigga (no, you can't, never) Never signed no paperwork or signed no deal, nigga (Never wrote a statement, nigga) This shit for real, nigga (brrrt) Yeah, nigga Ayy, and free Lil 100K, let him on the hill, nigga And you know I'm on the pill, nigga