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Poppi Lou - K.T.S.G. Lyrics



Poppi Lou - K.T.S.G. Lyrics




Bitch we never hold out we gone keep that shit flowing
When the money looking funny we can keep this shit going
Don't ever doubt a nigga spirit tight like I'm lion
Always state the facts but to these groupies I be lying
Raised in the county every nigga a reporter.
Can't tell a bitch nothing every hoe like a recorder
Pocket watching niggas swear I barely got a friend
If I don't do it by myself the only one I'll call is Ken

Gas soft
Jammed with pills
10 x 4
Thank god that I'm here
Crackers know they won't me
Issa monkey on my back
Know my momma praying
So I'm skipping all the cracks
If I can't spend this money why the hell I go to work
My step mom was suspicious she kept asking where I work
My pops he always told me to yourself when you do dirt
Got caught up with them snitches and I know that's why he hurt
Don't kick it
With niggas
That's how you get caught
Banging for fun
That's how you get sought
Multiply my digits and subtracting the friends
Bitch ain't use to shit I let her act for her friends

Bitch we never hold out we gone keep that shit flowing
When the money looking funny we can keep this shit going
Don't ever doubt a nigga spirit tight like I'm lion
Always state the facts but to these groupies I be lying
Raised in the county every nigga a reporter.
Can't tell a bitch nothing every hoe like a recorder
Pocket watching niggas swear I barely got a friend
If I don't do it by myself the only one I'll call is Ken

So you can miss me with that bull shit
Don't use my name like we cool bitch
I had to swallow my aggression
If niggas don't get the message
I'll unleash a lethal weapon
And teach these niggas a lesson
Never joking all I state is facts
Poppi Lou he the one that tax
If you need I can get it
Mines up front
Never split it
Do that talking
Never lived it
Test my patience
Know I'm with it
If you bout it bitch be bout it
Let me see you draw
Wasn't Monday it was Friday
But I f*cked her raw
Her nigga know it
He not coming for this smack down
Open fist a nigga
Now you getting smacked round
Not with talking nigga
I'll just get you hit
Don't like to contract work
I rather do this shit
We laying low but watch we clock ya every move
Perfect timing
I might I get ya at ya best
Perfect planning
Ima get you where you rest
I'm the talk
Never see me out
You a clone
Chasing after clout
Big Body
Totaled out the coop
Hot nigga
Chicken noodle soup
Big sis
Billy with the woop
Poppi Lou
Smoking like he snoop
I'm the General
But fighting with the troops
Man down not me I'm on 10
OJ OG I'm on Gin
Fresh suit like it's Sunday Uncle Ken
Rican hoes in my bed and they twins
I still remember and you pussy niggas ain't good yet
Not from the hood but you can catch me where the hood at
Don't need this strap but I'm on my hip where it look good at
Yo bitch be sneaking at my house where she get wood at

Bitch we never hold out we gone keep that shit flowing
When the money looking funny we can keep this shit going
Don't ever doubt a nigga spirit tight like I'm lion
Always state the facts but to these groupies I be lying
Raised in the county every nigga a reporter.
Can't tell a bitch nothing every hoe like a recorder
Pocket watching niggas swear I barely got a friend
If I don't do it by myself the only one I'll call is Ken
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Bitch we never hold out we gone keep that shit flowing
When the money looking funny we can keep this shit going
Don't ever doubt a nigga spirit tight like I'm lion
Always state the facts but to these groupies I be lying
Raised in the county every nigga a reporter.
Can't tell a bitch nothing every hoe like a recorder
Pocket watching niggas swear I barely got a friend
If I don't do it by myself the only one I'll call is Ken

Gas soft
Jammed with pills
10 x 4
Thank god that I'm here
Crackers know they won't me
Issa monkey on my back
Know my momma praying
So I'm skipping all the cracks
If I can't spend this money why the hell I go to work
My step mom was suspicious she kept asking where I work
My pops he always told me to yourself when you do dirt
Got caught up with them snitches and I know that's why he hurt
Don't kick it
With niggas
That's how you get caught
Banging for fun
That's how you get sought
Multiply my digits and subtracting the friends
Bitch ain't use to shit I let her act for her friends

Bitch we never hold out we gone keep that shit flowing
When the money looking funny we can keep this shit going
Don't ever doubt a nigga spirit tight like I'm lion
Always state the facts but to these groupies I be lying
Raised in the county every nigga a reporter.
Can't tell a bitch nothing every hoe like a recorder
Pocket watching niggas swear I barely got a friend
If I don't do it by myself the only one I'll call is Ken

So you can miss me with that bull shit
Don't use my name like we cool bitch
I had to swallow my aggression
If niggas don't get the message
I'll unleash a lethal weapon
And teach these niggas a lesson
Never joking all I state is facts
Poppi Lou he the one that tax
If you need I can get it
Mines up front
Never split it
Do that talking
Never lived it
Test my patience
Know I'm with it
If you bout it bitch be bout it
Let me see you draw
Wasn't Monday it was Friday
But I f*cked her raw
Her nigga know it
He not coming for this smack down
Open fist a nigga
Now you getting smacked round
Not with talking nigga
I'll just get you hit
Don't like to contract work
I rather do this shit
We laying low but watch we clock ya every move
Perfect timing
I might I get ya at ya best
Perfect planning
Ima get you where you rest
I'm the talk
Never see me out
You a clone
Chasing after clout
Big Body
Totaled out the coop
Hot nigga
Chicken noodle soup
Big sis
Billy with the woop
Poppi Lou
Smoking like he snoop
I'm the General
But fighting with the troops
Man down not me I'm on 10
OJ OG I'm on Gin
Fresh suit like it's Sunday Uncle Ken
Rican hoes in my bed and they twins
I still remember and you pussy niggas ain't good yet
Not from the hood but you can catch me where the hood at
Don't need this strap but I'm on my hip where it look good at
Yo bitch be sneaking at my house where she get wood at

Bitch we never hold out we gone keep that shit flowing
When the money looking funny we can keep this shit going
Don't ever doubt a nigga spirit tight like I'm lion
Always state the facts but to these groupies I be lying
Raised in the county every nigga a reporter.
Can't tell a bitch nothing every hoe like a recorder
Pocket watching niggas swear I barely got a friend
If I don't do it by myself the only one I'll call is Ken
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Writer: Louico T.
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Performed By: Poppi Lou
Language: English
Length: 3:11
Written by: Louico T.

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