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poundside pop - rust كلمات أغنية

[intro: lil uzi vert]
yeah, whoa, lets go
it’s lil uzi vert_

[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
i whip it ’til my thumb tan
break the powder on that one pan
snare on that trap with that drum den’
we on need one fan
found out he a opp, had to get rid of my one man
now a b_tch from the hood and that p_ssy all good
and i f_cked this b_tch right out in london
man the drugs had me numb man
i was popping them footb_lls, looked like a n_gga was punting
now tell me are you dumb man
my n_ggas got rifles, it looks like they always be huntin’
man i swear i be stuntin’
yeah i made it from nothin’, we made a b_tch out yo tough man
upgrade my wrist, we don’t save no b_tch, my pants i ain’t even cuffing
moncler on my vest, no we can’t do a goose, cause my n_ggas out here they ain’t duckin’
um what you say, what man, four leaves on the clover, no i can’t run out of luck man
on a whole different substance, i’m popping these whoo_, my n_ggas still selling that dust man
clean him up like a dustpan, man i’m swervin’ this trackhawk, it look like a young n_gga drunk man
i be with steppas’, for all of them n_ggas you with yeah they already stomped man
when you light up the blunt man
[chorus: lil uzi vert]
i can’t feel my face that’s cause a young n_gga already trustin’
i’m already stuck in this lifestyle, i remember i came from nothing
this little b_tch keep blushing, and i ain’t even want her cause she already bustin’
my shooter stay bustin’, his gun got used so much that it got rust in it

[verse 2: poundside pop]
i get the guap, put the gang on
i f_ck yo thot with my chain on
i’m sippin’ wock ’til the pain gone
n_gga want smoke, n_gga good luck
we the ones turnin’ the hood up
can’t show these f_ck n_ggas no love
i’m in the zoo with the trappers, they came with the lambos and all of the steppers, huh
pop in the cut with the hunnid round drum, p_ssy boy you relievin’ the message
they sayin’ some sh_t, boy
like tony montana i take you to war
(you wanna go to war? you wanna go to war? we take you to war)
they sayin’ some sh_t, boy
we the ones throwin’ the guap on the floor
i’m sendin’ hits through the jail
i’m sendin’ hits through mail
i get you k!lled, i ain’t takin’ no l’s, yeah
the broski, like, young, man, he ruthless
he don’t give a f_ck, he just shoot sh_t
he pop out the cut with like two bl!cks
my n_gga vert on that zoo sh_t, yeah
i’m rockin’ that ricky like sl!ck rick
they wanna see me fall but i can’t slip
you say that you him but you ain’t this
the rollie gon’ shine but it don’t tick
i’m done with that hoe, it don’t make sense
i go get the guap if it makes sense
[chorus: lil uzi vert]
i can’t feel my face that’s cause a young n_gga already trustin’
i’m already stuck in this lifestyle, i remember i came from nothing
this little b_tch keep blushing, and i ain’t even want her cause she already bustin’
my shooter stay bustin’, his gun got used so much that it got rust in it

- poundside pop

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