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Pounds (feat. Smile Boi & Puma Maan)
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Charles Thomas
Charles Thomas
Songwriter
Sheldon Smiley
Sheldon Smiley
Songwriter

Lyrics

Pounds in the kitchen Pounds in the duffle Stacking all these chips this bitch starting to look like ruffles I done peeped her looking but she know she getting nothing I don't trick hoes She can't get shit from me Rubber band my money Take it rite to the bank He might not have a whip but my niggas swerving lanes He posted up but he never put in pain Franchise the white tee boys but he might just leave a stain But the money all good I make it fly like Peter Pan I get close with one ear I'm like nigga what you saying I leave em deaf in one ear better hope this sticky jam That be the pack of the year then a nigga got to scram I always kind of liked Gina but started fucking wit the Pam & i don't Fuck wit the pieces ain't splitting shit with Uncle Sam Was outside of the club till they let my niggas in We the stain worth a mill till we split the dividends (Fuck yours huh Fuck yours) The dog came brown nick chubs get it gone Enterprise rental 90 days its a mobile home You ain't Never made 20 thousand on a Mobil phone You say you in the streets but keep the geeks you know you wrong You know you wrong a rat is a rat no matter who you told it on Pinky ring plain Rolex on I know the real Corleone Fuck wit nun to the doom that's wat chubs and 40 on Living life above the rim cause that's just what my brother on Ain't got to wine & dine no bitch she gone bust off Sutter homes I was busting out her home trynna get the butter gone Heard it's snakes up in the grass grab that chopper get em gone Been hip to them triple crosses you ain't peep my sweater chrome I was busting out her home trynna get the butter gone Been hip to them triple crosses you ain't peep my sweater chrome Remember back in 2014 I was selling nicks Now a days If I want to I can buy a brick Niggas talking on the net but they ain't doing shit Pay them niggas no mind cuz we really step on shit Bitch Ayyy ion brag a lot But these earring on my face it cost a whole lot Think we in construction how we got the roads blocked Suburban pushing through nigga on the side shocked Ayyy bitch They just watching staring Whole team really have it & Aint doing sharing And we get these hoes litt Switch whips nice bitch got the opps pissed 333 on the top bitch On 181 that's the block bitch And 3gunz boy that's my shit U dropping any Get ya Top lift
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