Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Posed to Do, artist - Shad Da God.
Date of issue: 23.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Posed to Do |
You know what I’m saying |
Lot of shit, you know what I’m saying |
Can’t get credit for, you know what I’m saying |
Lot of shit a nigga 'posed to do, lot of shit a bitch 'posed to do |
You know what I’m sayin' |
I put two grams in my backwood at least 'cause that’s what I’m motherfucking |
'posed to do |
I keep a bankroll on me 'cause shit, you know what I’m sayin', that’s what I’m |
motherfuckin' 'posed to do, haha, yeah |
I crack my motherfuckin' pint like I’m supposed to do |
Pulled up trappin' out a motherfuckin' bale like I’m supposed to do |
Bitch you better suck this motherfuckin' dick like you supposed to do |
Girl that what you 'posed to do, girl that what you 'posed to do |
Hold a stack, that’s what you 'posed to do |
Hit the trap, that’s what you 'posed to do |
OG God my cologne too |
Two C’s, I’m Chanel my shoe |
Hangin' by the hood, I poured a deuce |
'cause that’s what I’m 'posed to do |
I feel like that’s what I’m 'posed to do |
I feel like they would’ve wanted me to |
They would’ve told me to get in the mud and get this shit up the rental |
They would’ve told me to stay with the rappin' and got them niggas in the |
blender |
Thankful trappin' in November, Christmas trappin' in December |
This was New Years chicken, in April tuck it in the Fender |
My money bustin' out my denims |
The boss servin', I remember |
This shit wasn’t on you, it was in you |
Gotta keep them choppers in the Sprinter |
Six shooters, they true to you |
All my niggas on bullshit |
Alkaline, I bust my wrist |
I ain’t have an analogy |
I’ma go bust that pack on the curb, pull up with Zuge |
And a nigga don’t want no smoke, don’t wanna get flood, yeah |
state to state, I know these niggas here |
On the end these niggas rascal and my cup tastes well |
I crack my motherfuckin' pint like I’m supposed to do |
Pulled up trappin' out a motherfuckin' bale like I’m supposed to do |
Bitch you better suck this motherfuckin' dick like you supposed to do |
Girl that what you 'posed to do, girl that what you 'posed to do |
Hold a stack, that’s what you 'posed to do |
Hit the trap, that’s what you 'posed to do |
OG God my cologne too |
Two C’s, I’m Chanel my shoe |
Hangin' by the hood, I poured a deuce |
'cause that’s what I’m 'posed to do |
I feel like that’s what I’m 'posed to do |
I feel like they would’ve wanted me to |
Two G’s, I’m in Gucci boots |
Just to go send in some bags in 'em |
In that bitch smokin' a whole pound |
We took the cost of the Wraith down |
Bitch it wasn’t nothin' but a hundred thou |
Who you know good in the whole town? |
Niggas see me, better not crack a frown |
That boy ain’t gon' cop me a whole thou |
I’m back in the hood and them niggas smile |
We drivin' them numbers, them niggas wild |
Don’t drop them numbers no more, y’all fuckin' the game up |
Now they want to hang with us, they labelled us armed and dangerous |
We with somebody who whippin' they wrist and they rackin' it up |
Still my with the plug, you know we was trappin' it up |
I know the folks in it deep for real and I get a pint out of love |
Free my nigga Meek Mill, the police so scared of them thugs |
If you dope for real, them bitches don’t leave with a pill |
I crack my motherfuckin' pint like I’m supposed to do |
Pulled up trappin' out a motherfuckin' bale like I’m supposed to do |
Bitch you better suck this motherfuckin' dick like you supposed to do |
Girl that what you 'posed to do, girl that what you 'posed to do |
Hold a stack, that’s what you 'posed to do |
Hit the trap, that’s what you 'posed to do |
OG God my cologne too |
Two C’s, I’m Chanel my shoe |
Hangin' by the hood, I poured a deuce |
'cause that’s what I’m 'posed to do |
I feel like that’s what I’m 'posed to do |
I feel like they would’ve wanted me to |