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Lil Poppa - Discuss Me (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Poppa
Lil Poppa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Janarious Wheeler
Janarious Wheeler
Songwriter
Tashim Zene
Tashim Zene
Songwriter
Shawn Cyril Young Jr
Shawn Cyril Young Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
IamTash
IamTash
Producer
S.Diesel
S.Diesel
Producer
Peter A. Barker
Peter A. Barker
Mastering Engineer
Earl "Ejay" Washington
Earl "Ejay" Washington
Recording Engineer
Jacob Stewart
Jacob Stewart
Assistant Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

This shit ain't for the weak, we ain't in the streets for nothin' Gotta be prepared at all times 'cause we can't see what's coming Just because you think they innocent, don't mean we scream for justice You playing with fire nigga and that shit come with repercussions Don't mention me in this shit, nigga, I ain't up for discussion Never been and never was, a nigga gon' feel all them slugs I put that shit on all my bloods Stop playing, get you mad, but all that wifin' you thought it was I be chilling, check the Gram, another goofy nigga bought me up Say I was cooling, getting head, 'cause if I hit her she might fall in love On the phone with one of my niggas, he been telling me how raw I was Stand for something, fall for nothing When I'm down, try to lift, get up This little dude, he doing too much What the fuck I need to dip for? I be chilling, fuck these niggas Don't know why they tryna turn me off Just know a couple going with me 'fore I let a nigga burn me up I said check the scoreboard, we ain't losing Don't know why niggas can't add it up Let's be real, I done had it, that nigga dead, that's why they mad at us Out of bounds, then he smashed, that's his ass, ain't no passing Stay out the pound, this some gas, smelling bad, I double-bag it up Keep going, I ain't mad enough, I'ma just make it hard to trust Bitch, I really came from nothing, say that when you niggas discuss me I ain't lying, these lil' niggas discussing Tryna act like they really be hustling Don't let your big dawg put you in that water and kill you for nothing What the fuck is you living for, nothing? Gotta be living for them Who the fuck catchin' all these up, can't even get that shit attempted He towed right into the faux-pas What the fuck he gon' do that for? An innocent lil' girl lost her life behind your shit You ain't lookin' for her Everything we doing, we do it for them Shooting, they shooting for him Headshot, he aiming for real Dunking, we coming like Tim Oh I thought you said something but the pussy nigga ain't said nothing He's in between since the state of affairs coming, I'm getting scared for 'em Wonder what he said to him, but that ain't none of my business Now I don't wish nothing bad on nobody 'cause that ain't in my wish I be chilling, fuck these niggas I don't know why they tryna turn me off Just know a couple going with me 'fore I let a nigga burn me up I said check the scoreboard, we ain't losing Don't know why niggas can't add it up Let's be real, I done had it, that nigga dead, that's why they mad at us Out of bounds, then he smashed, that's his ass, ain't no passing Stay out the pound, this some gas, smelling bad, I double-bag it up Keep going, I ain't mad enough, I'ma just make it hard to trust Bitch, I really came from nothing, say that when you niggas discuss me
Writer(s): Tashim Zene, Janarious Wheeler, Shawn Cyril Young Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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