Shidd

Album cover art for "Shidd" by Plies & Yo Gotti

Plies & Yo Gotti - Rap

Shidd

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[Chorus: Plies] Say I ain't out here gettin' money (Shit) Say what "Who me, I ain't popping?" (Shit) I want go zero to one hundred (Shit) Think I won't blow a bag when I wanna (Shit) Say I ain't out here gettin' money (Shit) Say what "Who me, I ain't popping?" (Shit) I want go zero to one hundred (Shit) Think I won't blow a bag when I wanna (Shit) [Verse 1: Plies] I can put you on and turn you to a boss (Yeah) I can upgrade you bless you with the sauce (Yeah) I can take you right out of them adidas (Them adidas) I can have you living next to the beetles (Yeah) I can have you eating better than the seagals I can [?] until you tired of seeing 'em (Yeah) I can have you in different cities every night I can show you how to count up on a flight (Yeah) I can have rocking cubans like me Show you how to get this money out the streets Tell you what to tell 'em say you ain't eating All you got to do is tell 'em like me (Shit) [Chorus: Plies] Say I ain't out here gettin' money (Shit) Say what "Who me, I ain't popping?" (Shit) I want go zero to one hundred (Shit) Think I won't blow a bag when I wanna (Shit) Say I ain't out here gettin' money (Shit) Say what "Who me, I ain't popping?" (Shit) I want go zero to one hundred (Shit) Think I won't blow a bag when I wanna (Shit) [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] I ain't the realest nigga that you know (Shit) Let a nigga play me like a hoe (Shit) Ain't the biggest nigga in the city When my dog got a ransom, nigga, I ain't come and get 'em (Shit) I ain't flood the city with the work When you run in nigga houses have em praying like a church (Shit) Bitch done fucked your dog now you hurt You love your baby mama but you know that shit won't work You down on your luck so you feeling like you cursed A nigga fuck with you you puttign his ass in a hearse Super anti social cause you been sipping thast surrp Quarter million for the wraith, fifty for the vert (Shit) [Chorus: Plies] Say I ain't out here gettin' money (Shit) Say what "Who me, I ain't popping?" (Shit) I want go zero to one hundred (Shit) Think I won't blow a bag when I wanna (Shit) Say I ain't out here gettin' money (Shit) Say what "Who me, I ain't popping?" (Shit) I want go zero to one hundred (Shit) Think I won't blow a bag when I wanna (Shit) [Verse 3: Plies] I can finish getting sucked in some margelias Green ball it got me heavy on the pedal Know the three point six on my schedule I done gave it to her ass on the dresser (Yeah) I've been up for two days on the drugs Stop texting me if you ain't tryna fuck (Yeah) I've been really going hard in the paint They tried to count me out but they can't (Yeah) I fell to sleep in chinchilla, I woke up counting them figures Dont really fuck with these niggasm I cut a deal with the dealer When I​ was slanging that reefer, I only sold to pillers And when that money was out of town, I was going to get it (Shit) [Chorus: Plies] Say I ain't out here gettin' money (Shit) Say what "Who me, I ain't popping?" (Shit) I want go zero to one hundred (Shit) Think I won't blow a bag when I wanna (Shit) Say I ain't out here gettin' money (Shit) Say what "Who me, I ain't popping?" (Shit) I want go zero to one hundred (Shit) Think I won't blow a bag when I wanna (Shit)

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Credits

Writers
  • Plies
  • Yo Gotti
  • Cheeze Beatz
  • Irvin Whitlow
  • Dina Marto