Watchin Poon

Stack the Jefferson's, bitch we movin' up I throw a oop to dub when I lose a plug All this dirty, we got it through the mud Shout out that one bitch, she let me use the tub Nigga, use a scrub F*ck 12, I make drug sales Nigga, f*ck rats, bitch we cut tails Whew.. ... the tan but the duff pale I can up two something off of one sell With a bad boujie, bitch, yeah, she upscale My nigga tap me on the shoulder, I'm like, what, rell Shit, I be on the block, I'm like Javale Shit, can't you niggas tell by the gun smell When they release me from the jail, I was like, f*ck Bail You can say what you want, just don't tell Yeah, I never had a job, but always made it work Yeah, I'm always sellin' shit, I'm feelin' like a clerk I'm sippin' Purp with my cousins like my name was Kirk I got the bitch on her knees like she pray at church Look, I'ma be the one to set it off, yeah It's gon' be a smackdown, I hit it raw I get the pack, lil' bitch, I can send it off First name, last name, zip code and all Yeah, real, real dope, not that fentanyl I'm out here searchin' for a bitch I can start pimpin' on You out here lookin' for a bitch to start trickin' on Me and a broke bitch, we don't get along What you in the kitchen, for, bitch, I'm whippin Yeah, we can hit the road, get the tickets low Dub, hit the double move, it's a hitch and go I get to changin' moods when I'm with the hoe They say money talk, I feel like Vic Damone You know it's that shit if I put it on Dr. Burnham with the Gucci cologne Yeah, I'm tryna make a band like I'm Diddy Combs I done made a hundred off this fuckin' Mobile phone I turn a pad into a trap like it's Home Alone Niggas try to hold me back, but they, hold on I turn a pad into a trap like it's Home Alone So much green on me, I feel like Dr. Doom Bust a play, it's game, balls in the locker room Them hoes gone with the wind, don't miss your opportun He got his eyes on a bitch, he be watchin' Poon Oh, you got your eyes on the bitch, you be watchin' Poon Nigga