KyleYouMadeThat feat. Yung Baby Tate, Yvette & Cheerlebridee -
Poof Be Gone (feat. Cheerlebridee) - Single
Poof Be Gone (with Yung Baby Tate & Yvette and feat. Cheerlebridee)
Five, six, seven, eight
Poof, be gone, your makeup too strong
Please get back, donut powder attack
Poof, be gone, your makeup too strong
Poof, you can't be classy if your makeup ashy (I know you made that)
P double O to the IzzFF
Once they call the P to the O then I lizzeft
I don't fuck with cops or the swat like an insect
But if this little piggy wanna top me, then I'm with that
'Cause this little kitty got that meow, meow, meow (meow)
Make a man tell his girl, "Ciao, ciao, ciao"
Then fly me out to Venice in canal-nal-nals
Put his waka in my water, screamin', "Bow, bow, bow"
Where my dogs at?
Shorty face beat, I applaud that (damn)
My shooters say skeet, had to pause that
These bitches don't eat, they be starvin'
I'm all that, a bag of chips and a soda (yeah)
Your face ashy like coke, bitch, damn the cola (ha-ha)
Poof, be gone, your makeup too strong (bye)
Please get back (hi), donut powder attack (yeah)
Poof, be gone, your makeup too strong (okay)
Poof, you can't be classy if your makeup ashy (yeah) (I make these bitches go)
Flex on a hoe, bitch, I'm bank (yeah)
Run a nigga pockets, I ain't givin' out no free play (on God)
I don't give a fuck about no he say, or she say (at all)
I sleep good, and get ate like a buffet, bitch (heavy)
Blowin' up my phone, bitch, you burnin' me up (what's up?)
Tryna post me on ya socials, hoe, you pressin' ya luck (uh, uh)
Don't compare me to these bitches that be gassin' you up
I got a list of niggas waitin' to be the next runner-up (yop)
I ain't lurkin' on no hoe that I don't like (oh)
Shooters on call for the smoke, no, we don't fight (boom-boom)
You can't go to war if you broke, better tread light (yeah)
Take a bitch, nigga, and I made 'em give me headlight (ha-ha-ha)
Poof, be gone, your makeup too strong (bye)
Please get back, donut powder attack (hi)
Poof, be gone, your makeup too strong (ooh)
Poof, you can't be classy if your makeup ashy (I make these bitches go)
Poof, be gone, your makeup too strong (bye)
Please get back, donut powder attack (hi)
Poof, be gone, your makeup too strong (yeah)
Poof, you can't be classy if your makeup ashy (yeah)
Poof, be gone, your makeup too strong
Please get back, donut powder attack
Poof, be gone, your makeup too strong
Poof, you can't be classy if your makeup ashy (I know you made that)
P double O to the IzzFF
Once they call the P to the O then I lizzeft
I don't fuck with cops or the swat like an insect
But if this little piggy wanna top me, then I'm with that
'Cause this little kitty got that meow, meow, meow (meow)
Make a man tell his girl, "Ciao, ciao, ciao"
Then fly me out to Venice in canal-nal-nals
Put his waka in my water, screamin', "Bow, bow, bow"
Where my dogs at?
Shorty face beat, I applaud that (damn)
My shooters say skeet, had to pause that
These bitches don't eat, they be starvin'
I'm all that, a bag of chips and a soda (yeah)
Your face ashy like coke, bitch, damn the cola (ha-ha)
Poof, be gone, your makeup too strong (bye)
Please get back (hi), donut powder attack (yeah)
Poof, be gone, your makeup too strong (okay)
Poof, you can't be classy if your makeup ashy (yeah) (I make these bitches go)
Flex on a hoe, bitch, I'm bank (yeah)
Run a nigga pockets, I ain't givin' out no free play (on God)
I don't give a fuck about no he say, or she say (at all)
I sleep good, and get ate like a buffet, bitch (heavy)
Blowin' up my phone, bitch, you burnin' me up (what's up?)
Tryna post me on ya socials, hoe, you pressin' ya luck (uh, uh)
Don't compare me to these bitches that be gassin' you up
I got a list of niggas waitin' to be the next runner-up (yop)
I ain't lurkin' on no hoe that I don't like (oh)
Shooters on call for the smoke, no, we don't fight (boom-boom)
You can't go to war if you broke, better tread light (yeah)
Take a bitch, nigga, and I made 'em give me headlight (ha-ha-ha)
Poof, be gone, your makeup too strong (bye)
Please get back, donut powder attack (hi)
Poof, be gone, your makeup too strong (ooh)
Poof, you can't be classy if your makeup ashy (I make these bitches go)
Poof, be gone, your makeup too strong (bye)
Please get back, donut powder attack (hi)
Poof, be gone, your makeup too strong (yeah)
Poof, you can't be classy if your makeup ashy (yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Manoel Abacan, Diamond Smith, Tate Sequoya Farris, Deterrius Perkins
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