BIG PURR (Prrdd) lyrics

[Intro: Pooh Shiesty]
Blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, blrrd

[Chorus: Coi Leray & Pooh Shiesty]
Yeah, he call me big purr (Blrrd, blrrd)
Come make that pus*y purr (Blrrd, blrrd)
The SRT make her get wet, play in that cat while I switch gears
You keep on runnin' from these backshots, pull them tracks out, b*tch, come here
Yeah, baby, after we f*ck, we ain't gon' talk 'bout it, leave right there
Tell your b*tch she dead, can't come back here
Yeah, he gon' hit from the back, throw me up in the air
Yeah, baby, keep that fire, put it up in the air
We stackin' thesе hundreds, they're comin' in layеrs
Ain't goin' out sad, I grew up with the players
I sic my b*tch to slime him down, get it in blood, no, I don't care
After that mission, park the Track', f*ck her in the back and fix her hair

[Verse 1: Coi Leray & Pooh Shiesty]
What's up, big daddy? (Daddy, yeah)
Tell him, "What's up? What's happenin'?" (Yeah)
He sent me a text, so I send him the addy (Yeah)
The way you grip on the Glock, that's how I want you to grab me
Say pus*y taste like Laffy Taffy
Split on the di*k like gymnastics (Yeah)
I said, "Ooh, lil' baby, come here, get nasty" (Ayy, ayy)
Yeah, skinny lil' b*tch, take di*k, no cappin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Verse 2: Pooh Shiesty]
Come on, baby, I know you special
Mindset on all the way above average
Lil' ass n*gga, but I've been 'bout action
Smackin' shorty, man, them ain't actin'
Let a n*gga play with my b*tch, I'm blastin'
Tragic, everybody get a free casket
Her nails and feet stay up to par, I need to see French tail when you gaggin' (Blrrd, blrrd)

[Chorus: Coi Leray & Pooh Shiesty]
Yeah, he call me big purr (Blrrd, blrrd)
Come make that pus*y purr (Blrrd, blrrd)
The SRT make her get wet, play in that cat while I switch gears
You keep on runnin' from these backshots, pull them tracks out, b*tch, come here
Yeah, baby, after we f*ck, we ain't gon' talk 'bout it, leave right there
Tell your b*tch she dead, can't come back here
Yeah, he gon' hit from the back, throw me up in the air
Yeah, baby, keep that fire, put it up in the air
We stackin' these hundreds, they're comin' in layers
Ain't goin' out sad, I grew up with the players
I sic my b*tch to slime him down, get it in blood, no, I don't care
After that mission, park the Track', f*ck her in the back and fix her hair