Poudii's Last Friday by ImDontai (Ft. VI Seconds)
Poudii's Last Friday by ImDontai (Ft. VI Seconds)

Poudii’s Last Friday

ImDontai & VI Seconds

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Poudii's Last Friday by ImDontai (Ft. VI Seconds)

Release Date
Tue Mar 20 2018
Performed by
ImDontaiVI Seconds
Produced by
Modezart on the Beat
Writed by
VI Seconds & ImDontai

Poudii’s Last Friday Lyrics

[Intro: VI Seconds]
On the last episode of YouTube Ball Z, Dontai and Sad Frosty faced off with the evil king Poudii and his elite force of mumble, iLOVEFRiDAY. Though the battle was well fought, Dontai sustained heavy damage, and looked to be on the verge of demise. As Poudii powered up for his final attack, a new power awoken within Dontai in the form of Cloutra Instinct, and from the distance, a familiar energy can be felt entering the battle field. Here arrives, god of destruction, VI Seconds. Can old rivals band together to defeat the evil king Poudii? Or is this the end for the Bucketeer universe? Find out now, on YouTube Ball Z!

[Sampled Intro]
Those Saiyans aren't so tough! Why, you'd never see me all hurt like that!

[Verse 1: ImDontai]
Crisp like a black Yeti mic
Got a dick, so this pussy on my shit every night
Couple niggas wanna fight, take a hike
You ain't with it
All about his money tryin' get them higher figures
These niggas, they're not about the big picture
They skull thicka', you play pickup, and play witcha
Black magic when a pen slashes, body turn to ashes when a verse and your ear clashes
Yeah, evil intentions
That ain't even half what I'm dissing
I put a strain to your vision, and power up like from another dimension
With power levels that are level a billion
Eleven I'm feelin' when liftin a villain right up to the ceilin'
Infected, need penicillin
Faded away, I'm peelin', I'm peelin'
Uh
Sicker than you
You can't even handle the flu
Ain't no tellin' what the sickness'll do
Take a blade, put a chip in your tooth
Take the tip, scrape it right on your roof, uh
Turnin' blue like you Blue's Clues
Pussy nigga fix your damn tutu
Pain cause harm like voodoo
Leave a nigga bloody, no soowoo
Drive a nigga mad, he coo-coo
Feel like a Looney Tunes character
You shut your mouth when I stare at 'ya
One of them kids shooting schools in America
So, you a bitch and a family embarrassment
So, watch how you talk
You ain't nothing but a mouse, I'm a hawk
I'ma leave you in a outline of chalk
If you fuck with me
You ain't even got the balls to beef
You ain't even got the balls for seeds
No life, I see, your only deed is seeking me and talking shit on everything
Kids troll, money makers make moves
Got a troll now, probably hatin' what I do, he hit the dislike
But you watch right?
You a fan, man
Can't never understand why they let us spam you
A Stan to me
Better bow, never stand to me
Pussy niggas never on they feet, the on they knees
They know defeat, no vision so they reach to peek
They hate, they seek
Validation, really you should stop, vacation
Heard your rap, went in hibernation
I'm sleepin' and snoring your shit really boring, you better stick to standing on corners, I'm fed up you corny, you niggas like a clock in the morning, annoying, enduring your voice is many seconds of pouring
So start selling dope to them broke folks
Rapping is your hobby, you a damn joke
S-s-s-stutter-stuttering, you a slow poke
Stuttering, stuttering, you a slow poke

[Interlude]
You don't fuck with a God

[Verse 2: VI Seconds]
Aw damn, its the spitter that these niggas hate
Runnin' up on Poudii with the hammer like Triple H, prr
Another YouTuber on my dinner plate
Nigga, I was chillin', Tai got me in a different state
Got me clappin' at this nigga 'til the hammer break
Rap for this nigga, he look like Sway Calloway
What's poppin' five, I got five niggas with techs
Five niggas with triggers, that's five fingers of death
I got five figures that say you couldn't survive with me
A coke addict couldn't go line for line with me
On YouTube, I'm the goat and I'm the best that said it
Don't get your dome bust, bitch, you tender headed
Damn, damn
And you about to have a hard day
When you get them locks popped like an arm wave
You ain't stuck between a rock and a hard place, mm
You trapped with Voorhees in a dark place
Making your soul burst, he boutta be so hurt
It's a damn shame I'm bodying Whoopi Goldberg
Look at his name, this was a suicide
I'll end up with a P.O. once we see U DII, damn
And I don't even know this nigga
But Bucket Hat gave me the call and I know this nigga
So I figured I'd pull up and put it on notice nigga
I'm no diss nigga, but you a woman, know this, nigga
Lord
Tai got me here killin' Poudii
Giving multiple clips like I'm filmin' movies
Grip the Uzi, give his fam the will to sue me
I'ma do this bitch bad and start living boujee, damn
Get your ass beat on set and off set
So take off thinking you're winning's an off bet, mm
Walk around this bitch like I'm Quavo
Scrappin' for the culture and I ain't take a loss yet
Strapped up big like bronson for the action
The net watching you die, and it's all for the reactions
Get your face split like Jay and Dame Dash
'Cause me and my piece closer than Dwayne and Jazz
I pray to God that this nigga put up a fight
Or he leaving with an "L" and he taking Flight
You Jinxed yourself, swearing that y'all could see us
That's Blastphamous, I stay with big arms like Zias, damn
I'm on a site full of niggas that can't off me
And we want all the smoke, I'm feeling like Sad Frosty
1-800-273-8255 is what you gon' need
It's the suicide hotline, you feeling hurt?
Call 'em up before you choose leaving Earth, nigga
Not many got this kind of talk
You'll get aired and slammed harder than a tomahawk
The semi leaving you frozen if I let that go
They'll know the weapon's blue hair, XTentacion
Blood on everything, loud screams when this nigga's dead fam
With 14 in his head like Trippie Redd
Heat is gonna clap and I'm creeping where you at
Scheming with this rap, banging like Negan with the bat
Reach and you get smacked
Heard your shit I'm seeing that you whack
Murdering this cat and if he still breathing, I'll be back
Popping at his heads, hollow tips, popping off his dreads
This a clean sweep the broom got me knocking off his legs
Run up to his spot, prr, prr, gunning up his block
A warrior with the thirty bitch I'm Curry with the shot, boy
This nigga too weak like a fortnight
Your bitch riding on my rocket like Fortnite
Poudii watching like this dude is loco
'Cause I'll leave the square red like a YouTube logo
Dontai used a cheat and summoned I to beat you
I'm the God, motherfucker, nice to meet you, nigga
This my shit, bitch, it's all for one
Phlebotomist, I only came here for drawing blood
I'm the God

[Outro: VI Seconds]
C'mon, Dontai
You know you used a fucking cheat code, nigga
I know you know it
Niggas ain't seeing me, boy

Poudii’s Last Friday Q&A

Who wrote Poudii’s Last Friday's ?

Poudii’s Last Friday was written by VI Seconds & ImDontai.

Who produced Poudii’s Last Friday's ?

Poudii’s Last Friday was produced by Modezart on the Beat.

When did ImDontai release Poudii’s Last Friday?

ImDontai released Poudii’s Last Friday on Tue Mar 20 2018.

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