Connected

Connected (Explicit) - LPB Poody/42 Dugg

Lyrics by：Robert lee Perry Jr./Calvin Puckett, Jr./Dion Hayes

Composed by：Robert lee Perry Jr./Calvin Puckett, Jr./Dion Hayes

No cap

You know them pints come sealed

You connected real talk

Ayy they don't like but they respect it yeah

10k for breakfast

I like ****in' up the extras *****

N***a with a dick on him baow

Rap ***** watch me stick on it big homie yeah

Nothin' less than a brick on me yeah

Young n***a but I love ****in' with them 80's

Four pockets full

All these *****es want a baby

Dropped out of school

I was too much into money

Shoes never laced

***** you'll never see me runnin'

Now lift that a*s up yeah

***** now drop it yeah

Why I'm in the hood

Probably 'cause I'm coppin' no fool

Hellcat or a truck

It don't matter I got options skrr

**** her from the back

She love suckin' dick sloppy

Straight to amiris

I was never into robin's at all

My n***as get the party started without a DJ

Say what yeah

We on some gang ****

These n***as know how we play come on yeah

She know lil' poody run the game

This not ea come on

Record her suckin' dick

Just to keep it on replay

She gon' do it for the 'gram

A few likes and a couple views

But she got a twin sister

They bad as **** I'm like

Which one to choose

No matter however we do it

No wrong or right I cannot lose

Say I'm livin' life ****in' on sight

When she see these blues yeah

I can tell she wanna **** by how she lookin'

Probably pay her rent

The only way to get the p***y

Life been kinda hard

She don't drink but she do bar

Don't forget your shift tomorrow

Might as well hire five

I just blew a million on my momma

I'm not lyin' on my momma

Heard she top four heard the p***y top five

Reach for a chain baow shots fired

I don't care that ain't my bidness

I don't even play with n***as

We have the corner store

Back it with two choppas yeah

You know some n***as who gon' spin

I got a few partners come on

I dropped the addy just

To see what he gon' do 'bout it ****

Yeah I'm the sickest with this ****

Go get the flu doctor

I'm fresh out of the dog pound

And went and copped the new collar

A million dollar n***a won't

Even shoot a ***** two dollars

But that ain't even it

Remember my pockets full with lint

I'm flexin' like I'm bent

I hate to say but I'm full of **** yeah

Parked the audi truck

And went and copped the range rover I swear

Yeah they two different truck

I think they got the same motor

The lil' ***** hit my line

Told her pull up and she came over yeah

I swear that ***** so dumb

She gave me head and left her brain over

He skipped a few counties

That n***a hidin' he went MIA

The coupe got no ceiling just

Like lil wayne but we roll with dracs

Aim the glock for the curry

You think these *****es came from golden state

These steppers they veterans

Gotta make sure that my soldiers straight