POLLASEEDS

[Intro]
Yeah
Bitch, we G'd up

[Chorus]
Like the letter after your ass failed, bitch, we G'd up
Talkin' about me a cover up, they tryna be us
Candy paint was bubblegum, but I spit pollaseeds
Bitch, I'm from the West Coast, you know it's fuck your policy
Baby, I ain't politickin', I seen a lot of things
Floodin' the section, as I look 'round, I see a lot of fees
Braggin' 'bout this weapon, lil nigga, we got a lot of these
Four-five Desert Eagle, uh, tuck that bitch in Lotto jeans

[Verse 1]
Fuck you mean? Game of laser tag, we brought a lot of beams
Fuck you mean? Good girls goin' bad, I see 'em switchin' teams
Fuck you mean? I don't get no peace, so fuck the birds and bees
Yellin' in my face make me just wanna hear a chopper scream
Uh, fuck it, let it breathe
That's the repercussions for niggas that's tryna turn on me
Opposite of bleak, turnt up through the roof just like a leak
Rainin' down on bitches, tryna see who gon' grow my papa seeds

[Chorus]
Like the letter after your ass failed, bitch, we G'd up
Talkin' about me a cover up, they tryna be us
Candy paint was bubblegum, but I spit pollaseeds
Bitch, I'm from the West Coast, you know it's fuck your policy
Baby, I ain't politickin', I seen a lot of things
Floodin' the section, as I look 'round, I see a lot of fees
Braggin' 'bout this weapon, lil nigga, we got a lot of these
Four-five Desert Eagle, uh, tuck that bitch in Lotto jeans

[Bridge]
You mad (Yeah)
You can't get a bag (Baow, baow, baow)
She throwin' all that ass (Yeah, yeah, yeah, baow, baow)
So I buy her bag (Yeah, yeah)
So she can put in work

[Verse 2]
Off of two cups of that D'USSÉ, at two we gettin' stupid
She keep grabbin' at my dick, say, "Daddy, show me how you use it"
I slidin', she squirtin', I slidin', she squirtin'
I just turnt up to the max, after I slap, I hit my dirty (Okay)

[Chorus]
Like the letter after your ass failed, bitch, we G'd up
Talkin' about me a cover up, they tryna be us
Candy paint was bubblegum, but I spit pollaseeds
Bitch, I'm from the West Coast, you know it's fuck your policy
Baby, I ain't politickin', I seen a lot of things
Floodin' the section, as I look 'round, I see a lot of fees
Braggin' 'bout this weapon, lil nigga, we got a lot of these
Four-five Desert Eagle, uh, tuck that bitch in Lotto jeans

[Outro]
You mad (Yeah)
You can't get a bag (Baow, baow, baow)
She throwin' all that ass (Yeah, yeah, yeah, baow, baow)
So I buy her bag (Yeah, yeah)
So she can put in work