lirik lagu pod gods - money day
[verse 1: bookobuck$ aka helmet god]
waking up, i feel the rain
slit my wrists and drip my veins
medicate then f-cking spray
p-ssy boy stay out the way
$uicide but no 59
columbine with no tec-9’s
corpses dotting the sh-r-line
b-tch i’m free from my confines
pull up and i pistol whip
“booko, what’s that on your hip?”
just a script, ain’t got no sticks
f-ck with me i’ll hit a lick
bleed it out, i ain’t a crip
b-tch i’m broke, don’t rock no rick
got no bags, don’t got no raf
run up and i’ll break your back
[verse 2: xaniel aka lil hermes]
pod gods back with the f-cking sh-t
don’t pull up on us with that f-ck sh-t
crypt and booko on the f-cking beat
don’t touch my d-ck or imma f-cking skeet
stomp your face out with a f-cking cleat
you can watch me as i f-cking beat my meat
hang out with me?
you lucky just to even hear me
don’t f-ck with me
i’m getting all this clout, you wish you had it boy
i’m playing with your b-tch like she’s a f-cking toy
b-tch i got the sauce like it’s the f-cking soy
pull up send location like i’m f-cking playboi
[interlude]
xaniel: yo bookobuck$, what are you doing in corona without your helmet?
cryptxckey: yeah bro, it’s unsafe
bookobuck$: it’s in my gti
cryptxckey: i hope jack hartwell rear-ends your gti
xaniel: aw come on crypt, that’s not cool
bookobucks & cryptxckey: gimmethejuulgimmethejuulgimmethejuulgimmethejuul
cryptxckey: the f-ck bro, lemme hit that sh-t (phix draw & exhale) i need my nic
xaniel: gimme a fix of the phix, crypt
cryptxckey: tooooooookaaaaaaaa
[verse 3: cryptxckey aka ca$tle poet]
b-tch it’s me
still coolin’, still boolin’ i’m chillin’ with xanny and booko we right up in the f-cking set
p–py he missing but it is convincing that he be out somewhere with a percocet
we ride up to t.i. and pull out the stacks just to be denied a d-mn cigarette
i’m getting the action but some of you f-ckers complain about the f-cking lack you get
plain and simple
imma pop that p-ssy just like a pimple
shout out to all of my haters
you guys always manage to give me the f-cking giggles
you f-cking skittle
dibble dibble f-cking double dribble
this rhyme scheme has got me in a pickle
call me skiba ’cause i’m cynical
ride on my wave, imma make it ripple
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