"POLLASEEDS" lyrics
Like the letter after your ass failed, bitch, we G'ed 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 politicking, I seen a lot of things
Floodin' the section, as I look 'round, I see a lot of fees
Braggin' 'bout his weapon, lil' nigga, we got a lot of these
Four-five Desert Eagle, ah, tuck that bitch in Lotto jeans
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, ah
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
Like the letter after your ass failed, bitch, we G'ed 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 politicking, I seen a lot of things
Floodin' the section, as I look 'round, I see a lot of fees
Braggin' 'bout his weapon, lil' nigga, we got a lot of these
Four-five Desert Eagle, ah, tuck that bitch in Lotto jeans
You mad
You can't get a bag
She throwin' all that ass
So I buy her a bag
So she can put in work
Off of two cups of that D'USSÉ, at 2 we gettin' stupid
She keep grabbin' at my dick, sayin', "Daddy, show me how you use it"
I'm slidin', she squirtin', I'm slidin', she squirtin'
I just turnt up to the max, after I slap, I hit my dirty (Okay)
Like the letter after your ass failed, bitch, we G'ed 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 politicking, I seen a lot of things
Floodin' the section, as I look 'round, I see a lot of fees
Braggin' 'bout his weapon, lil' nigga, we got a lot of these
Four-five Desert Eagle, ah, tuck that bitch in Lotto jeans
You mad
You can't get a bag
She throwin' all that ass
So I buy her a bag
So she can put in work
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 politicking, I seen a lot of things
Floodin' the section, as I look 'round, I see a lot of fees
Braggin' 'bout his weapon, lil' nigga, we got a lot of these
Four-five Desert Eagle, ah, tuck that bitch in Lotto jeans
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, ah
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
Like the letter after your ass failed, bitch, we G'ed 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 politicking, I seen a lot of things
Floodin' the section, as I look 'round, I see a lot of fees
Braggin' 'bout his weapon, lil' nigga, we got a lot of these
Four-five Desert Eagle, ah, tuck that bitch in Lotto jeans
You mad
You can't get a bag
She throwin' all that ass
So I buy her a bag
So she can put in work
Off of two cups of that D'USSÉ, at 2 we gettin' stupid
She keep grabbin' at my dick, sayin', "Daddy, show me how you use it"
I'm slidin', she squirtin', I'm slidin', she squirtin'
I just turnt up to the max, after I slap, I hit my dirty (Okay)
Like the letter after your ass failed, bitch, we G'ed 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 politicking, I seen a lot of things
Floodin' the section, as I look 'round, I see a lot of fees
Braggin' 'bout his weapon, lil' nigga, we got a lot of these
Four-five Desert Eagle, ah, tuck that bitch in Lotto jeans
You mad
You can't get a bag
She throwin' all that ass
So I buy her a bag
So she can put in work
Writer(s): Oscar Edward Salinas, Kevin Michael Erondu, Jared Rice, Sedarius Spearman, Keishaun Patrick Watts, Alviticus Bryant, Michael Jr. Gordon, Caleb Jamal Parker, Lequinston D. Smith, Raymond Christopher Herring, Christopher Jerrod Dooley, Juan Carlos Jr Salinas, Janae Nierah Wherry, Tommy Jalen Jr Martin, Liangelo Robert Ball
