Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Address It, artist - LPB Poody. Date of issue: 01.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Address It |
| These niggas got it… |
| (Stxnk, you hard) |
| Bitch, I got it off the muscle |
| He wanna fight, I don’t tussle |
| Uh, I’m talkin' 'bout… |
| Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm |
| Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm |
| Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm |
| Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm |
| I see the pussy boy ain’t learned his lesson |
| Ain’t no location, but I’m gon' address it |
| 'Cause how I feel, it’s time to go to steppin' |
| Like Golden State, this 40 holdin' Stephen |
| This shit here gon' get messy |
| These rappers be so lame, but they want fame from the media |
| Poody, that’s my name, go check me out, Wikipedia |
| «No Lolz» explain itself a lot, I defeated ya |
| I got it off the muscle, who the fuck said I needed ya? |
| I made a name for myself, pussy boy, I don’t need you |
| You breathe how I breathe and you bleed how I bleed too |
| I roll up like a dutch and we gon' smoke just like weed do |
| He say I shed skin, no python, but I squeeze too |
| I say them niggas do they thang, but they don’t do it like we do |
| No ratatouille, we got the recipe to get cheese too |
| Like how the fuck you 'posed to leave the streets when they feed you? |
| You gon' feel how you feel, but don’t let that mislead you |
| In the streets my niggas choppin' trees 'cause they so scared to leave |
| Kickstand all in my cup, 'cause I be sippin' lean |
| He only tote when he on monkeys, so make him pop a bean |
| Niggas always reachin' for some clout, bruh, that shit so green |
| I’ma make sure that they hear me through these headphones |
| You niggas speakin' on these charges, dawg, y’all dead wrong |
| But let a nigga speak on Mari, then his head gone |
| I’ma set his ass up with my lil' redbone |
| My lil' bitch in Jacksonville scopin' out every home |
| Sticks and stones when we slide, breakin' every bone |
| Make these niggas multiply 'cause his mans gone |
| My nigga told me fuck that bitch and bring the bread home |
| Ayy, look |
| Ayy, look, man |
| However you niggas wanna play it (I ain’t got no rap) |
| However you niggas wanna take it, nigga, we can take it there, nigga (No rap |
| for none of you niggas) |
| It don’t matter, however y’all wanna do it, nigga (You social media-ass niggas) |
| Gunplay, anything, nigga, I’m down with whatever, nigga (You fuck niggas ain’t |
| livin' like that) |
| We’ll start lettin' off shit |
| Y’all know how I’m comin', nigga, Lightpole (You know what I’m sayin'? |
| Niggas got me fucked up, but I’ma go back in there) |
| G7, get cheese the movement, nigga |
| Ayy, look, man, I still wanna talk that shit (Fuck nigga can’t spare me) |
| Keep talkin' that shit, you wanna jump me? |
| Talk to 'em (Check me out) |
| Man, fuck that, I ain’t gon' even rap no more, nigga, you niggas get the message |
| You niggas know what the fuck I’m tryna say |
| Just don’t at me in shit, nigga |
| Don’t at me in nothin' on the 'Gram, nigga |
| Nothin' on any kinda social media, nigga |
| Straight up, nigga |
| Or wherever I see your ass at, it’s gon' be that, nigga |
| I’m gone |