​pdsog lyrics

[Intro]
TWENTYWRLD
Dig, yeah, dig
pus*y ass n*ggas
Bee, frrt, bee

[Verse]
See, if theres a problem, n*gga, then we gon' stretch 'em
I got a Glock, b*tch I'm not a Russian
I'm trynna shoot, no, I'm not tryna tussle
No, I'm not tryna f*ck, I'm not tryna cuddle
We'll spin back, n*gga, triple-double
She always gon' argue when I make rebuttals
And I got a bad b*tch, she too subtle
She too nice to these n*ggas
No I can't switch on my n*ggas
Broke ass n*gga still stuck in the trenches
I got the sticks so you know who bleedin'
Why my lil' brother stuck up in a prison?
She eat me up and then try to kiss me
[?]
Yo b*tch tryna see how a young n*gga livin'
We was legit stuck up in the dark
And when I'm down, pop me a Perc'
I'm off the Cobain, shout out Kurt
And I miss my grandmomma, that sh*t hurt
I knock a f*ck n*gga off thе earth
I was so down bad on the curb
f*ck that sh*t, that's a lesson lеarned
As long as you livin', don't forget yo' worth (On god)
[Outro]
Put that sh*t on god
Put that sh*t on god