Izaya Tiji
Po It
[Intro]
Pew, pew

[Verse]
We might just get [?] shot
[?], po' it
Got them racks? Then show it
Pour me up, I love it
She fuck me up, I love it
Tell me that she love me
I think she-
I think that bitch just talkin'
Told her to fuck me, bitch, then walk it
Told her to fuck, but fix your posture
Walk out of Neiman, don't care what it cost
That was your bitch, n***a, but you lost her
Fuckin' with my heart [?]
Spin around three times, n***a, then chop 'em
Spin around four times then we take off
[?]
Yeah I need a [?] to do the job
Said you was a hard ass n***a, you soft
Just plugged in, n***a don't call it
I'm with my dawgs, they go roof
I got the plug, he named Paul
Lil' bitch servin' the Wock'
N***as tryna get free sauce
We in Prada, and we in Crocs
Red beam give a n***a pox
We blow your car, you leave in park
Kel-Tec leave him in the dark
[Outro]
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