Poochie gown Songtext

von Gunna

(Southside on the track, yeah)
All facts, nigga, know what I′m sayin'?
No rap cap, (Metro)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I got a bad bitch in my penthouse right now (Right now)
She got on a poochie gown, ready to get piped down (Piped down)
I stash my hundred thousand in case I get a dark cloud (Cloud)
No way we goin′ down, money stretch a thousand miles
(Thousand miles)

Them bitches on the south (South)
I got some carrots on my finger, this shit cost a house (Bling)
My shorty say "You too much for me," I'm like baby how?
(Baby how?)
We wavy, too turned up and rich, ain't got no kids or spouse (Spouse)
And crazy, boss up a little bitch I pushed then kick her out
Metro with thе stems (Metro)
If we sеt his trim (Trim)
Hang above the rim
I can′t fuck with Freddie Gibbs (No)
Niggas pullin′ Phillips (Phillips)
Rich kids try to get next to me, you niggas chances is slim (Slim)
G5 go, she ain't waitin′ on me, I'm headin′ to LA hills (Grrah)
Who that tryna contest a G? I 'posed you ready to kill
My wrist like Uncle Phill (Phill)
You niggas gotta pay your bills (Bills)
Just like Sony, shit got hot, I′m tellin' my shooters to chill
(Hot)
Bought a mansion out of Papermill (Mill)
I'm countin′ these millions for real (Real)
I′m guarding the racks with the shield
I promise to stay with the steel (Steel)

I got a bad bitch in my penthouse right now (Right now)
She got on a poochie gown, ready to get piped down
(Piped down)
I stash my hundred thousand in case I get a dark cloud
(Cloud)
No way we goin' down, money stretch a thousand miles
(Thousand miles)

Got too much cap on it, lil′ boy, you need to cut it out (Cap)
Ayy, that's my twins, let ′em in, this the slatty house (Slatty)
Look at my bitch, she a ten with a sloppy mouth,
Exotic comin' in and out
We gon′ never see a drought (See the drought)
Yeah, copy (Pop it)
Pop it, they gon' stop it (Pop it)
All those cars robotic (Robotic)
Rich as fuck 'cause I′m melodic (Slatt)
Smoke that laddi-daddi (Yeah)
30 for my penthouse, sweet, yeah, this the after-party (Party)
Richard Millie cost three hundred G′s, on time,
I can't be tardy (Tardy)
Yeah, Gotti hit the Biscotti so I pull up with some
Smarties (Smarties)
I′m fuckin' these bitches hardly (Hardly)
I fuck on the Aston Martin
[?] Carti, yeah, come straight from slatt, he call it a barti

I got a bad bitch in my penthouse right now (Right now)
She got on a poochie gown, ready to get piped down
(Piped down)
I stash my hundred thousand in case I get a dark cloud (Cloud)
No way we goin′ down, money stretch a thousand miles
(Thousand miles)