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Pooh Shiesty x Lil Baby x Big 30 - Monday To Sunday

  1. I turn Sonic for money, in the trap Monday to Sunday
  2. Clientele steady pumpin', Draco shells, that's what we dumpin' (brrt)
  3. I'm familiar with junkies, see my face and they come runnin' (yo)
  4. Two Instagram hoes from Compton, I snatched 'em up out my comments
  5. Them regular clips ain't enough (nope), if you tote a Glock, put a drum in it (brrt)
  6. Tryna catch up to me? There's gon' be a whole lotta runnin' (runnin')
  7. Eyes in my rearview mirror, I'm on point, won't go for nothin'
  8. Got twenty shots left up in the K, thought I shot the whole hundred
  9. Pay my tithes at church from hustlin', even the pastor know we thuggin' (amen)
  10. My lil' cousin shot my brother, my brother got back, don't fuck with my cousin
  11. We got Glock's from seventeen, .33, we ain't goin' for nothin' (nothin')
  12. He tried do what I do and I do what I do, he really my baby boy
  13. Kel Tec .223 with a hundred round drum, that's probably my favorite gun
  14. Everybody know how it go, seen bro on bro, on God, we ain't shootin' no ones
  15. Baby got mills, I come through, foreign
  16. Sell these bands if it ain't no tourin'
  17. Fresh white tee and some Off White Jordans
  18. Trackhawk too loud, it don't need no horn
  19. Keep my weed, I need my drugs
  20. Got two shells, gotta feed my sons
  21. It's only my fifth year, streets I run
  22. Run through weed every week, buy tonnes
  23. Nigga, I'ma speak, ain't bite my tongue
  24. I'm the one that's having that shit where I'm from
  25. Been 'round shit ever since I was young
  26. Fuck all my teachers, said I wouldn't be nothin'
  27. I turn Sonic for money, in the trap Monday to Sunday
  28. Clientele steady pumpin', Draco shells, that's what we dumpin' (brrt)
  29. I'm familiar with junkies, see my face and they come runnin' (yo)
  30. Two Instagram hoes from Compton, I snatched 'em up out my comments
  31. Them regular clips ain't enough (nope), if you tote a Glock, put a drum in it (brrt)
  32. Tryna catch up to me? There's gon' be a whole lotta runnin' (runnin')
  33. Eyes in my rearview mirror, I'm on point, won't go for nothin'
  34. Got twenty shots left up in the K, thought I shot the whole hundred
  35. Draco knocked a chunk up out his back like he working for Apple
  36. Shie just poured a six up in the Sprite, I pour eight in the Snapple
  37. If I catch his opp all by myself, I'ma spray him without 'em
  38. Smoke back to back in the Audi, we got the whole party cloudin'
  39. Rocked his ass to sleep, we slimed him out after we took him in
  40. He was clubbin' with the other side, we had to cook his ass
  41. We just shook they block in FX but we had Texas tag
  42. Dropped his ass then hit his nigga up so we burnt up the Jag'
  43. And my hood treat me like Baby, four packs of Fentanyl on me
  44. Hate to serve your little old lady but granny keep callin' me
  45. Any chopper hit, 'bout eighty ten shot for who followin' me
  46. And these streets is eat or get ate, ain't no niggas swallowin' me (brr)
  47. I turn Sonic for money, in the trap Monday to Sunday
  48. Clientele steady pumpin', Draco shells, that's what we dumpin' (brrt)
  49. I'm familiar with junkies, see my face and they come runnin' (yo)
  50. Two Instagram hoes from Compton, I snatched 'em up out my comments
  51. Them regular clips ain't enough (nope), if you tote a Glock, put a drum in it (brrt)
  52. Tryna catch up to me? There's gon' be a whole lotta running (runnin')
  53. Eyes in my rearview mirror, I'm on point, won't go for nothin'
  54. Got twenty shots left up in the K, thought I shot the whole hundred
  55. See something, I've got to have it, tuck your chain before I grab it
  56. (Ayy, tuck your chain, brrt)
  57. Spinned his block in the Caddy, these F&N's black and plastic (brrt)
  58. Ms. Gladys raised a savage, they said I shoot like my daddy (My daddy)
  59. Spent thirty eight racks to fix my smile, and went near the Kardashian
  60. Ayy, thirty eight racks to fix my grill, fifteen, eighty or two (bling)
  61. Bitch talking 'bout us settling down but I'm fuckin' her crew (she know it)
  62. 3754, pockets full, choppers and residue (brrt)
  63. We certified like the truth, bitch, it's 30, Baby and Pooh (brrt)

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