Shiesty lyrics

[Intro: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Come on, ayy

[Chorus: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
These n*ggas winnie, I'm really shiesty with my mask on like Pooh
I got bad b*tches tryna f*ck with me, so who is you?
Bae, with that hairdo, it gotta be a ten to get in the coupe
Plus I got fifty on me now, I spend like half of that on shoes
You'd probably catch me where that money at
I brought a ten to the club, live in Miami, makin' it rain where it be sunny at
n*gga, I always got that money with me, man, where your money at?
Man, she keep lookin' at me while I f*ck it up, I told her throw it back
n*gga, I told her throw it back
Man, she keep lookin' at me while I f*ck it up, I told her throw it back

[Verse 1: The Godfather & GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
I'm shiesty, but keep a big 30, so they don't like me (So they don't like me)
The way we take a hit, sh*t, they might start a new indictment
GlockBoy, I point it at TeeJaee, she got excited

[Verse 2: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Ayy, n*gga, I'm shiesty, I'm slimy, boy, I be done f*cked your wifey
If she keep lookin' at me while I f*ck it up, I told her throw it back (Boy)
Like I play tennis and I'm mad, I just be throwin' racks (I be throwin' racks, ayy)
She know I get at all her friends, she like, "Quit doin' that"
I be tryna play some ball just like a running back (Just like a running back)
[Verse 3: The Godfather & GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Stand tall like a quarterback, the plug right where the border at
I told you this sh*t more than rap, bro Glocky got 50 attached
I got big money, we got it, quite a bank to water that
Man, Boom touched down, threw me twenty, you know I caught it like a pass
I met your b*tch and hit her same day, I was just rubbin' on that ass
Just got to twerkin', I ain't gon' lie, shake that ass I hit the gas
Man, I got fifty of them racks on me, might blow a thirty
n*gga, I'll play golf, I'll hit you with that second shot, boy, now ain't that a birdie?

[Chorus: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
These n*ggas winnie, I'm really shiesty with my mask on like Pooh
I got bad b*tches tryna f*ck with me, so who is you?
Bae, with that hairdo, it gotta be a ten to get in the coupe
Plus I got fifty on me now, I spend like half of that on shoes
You'd probably catch me where that money at
I brought a ten to the club, live in Miami, makin' it rain where it be sunny at
n*gga, I always got that money with me, man, where your money at?
Man, she keep lookin' at me while I f*ck it up, I told her throw it back (Shee)

[Verse 4: OnFully, BandGang Lonnie Bands & Eastway Santana]
I'm really shiesty off them pills, that's them 30s, I'm a drug addict (I can't stop)
Probably lose my friends, in the long run, I got bad habits
And we on the yacht, made her drive the boat, that's my lil' caddy
And no BBL, you could sit a pint on that big ol' ass
And I'm Bruce Lee with that chopstick, I'm the Last Dragon
LooseLeaf, all this motherf*ckin' paper that I'm havin'
You probably got some racks around, we playin' 'round with some loose cheese
This pistol always keep my arms warm like a long sleeve
Too many pros, can't get 'em off me, I'm workin', I feel exhausted
This food'll make you OD, gotta keep it on the dog meat
This Molly so strong, gotta cut this sh*t with coffee
She f*cked me so long, I (Mm-hmm) [?] ho with all [?]
[Verse 5: Eastway Santana]
I be fly as f*ck with the F&N, I swear to God I always got it
I swear to God we f*cked sh*t up and made a million off of safes
Just sendin' n*ggas in the store, b*tch, I be quick to break a counter
Been had my doggies playin' fetch, b*tch, I be quick to give a dog a bone
I swear to God the oppies burnt
I try to get back with this b*tch, I swear to God, that sh*t ain't workin'
f*ck it, gotta upload dog sh*t and make him talk 'bout it [?]
I'll f*ckin' shoot a fake vid' on the block and kill the oppies if they pop out