Punt

(Vivi Soulja)
Yeah, yeah

My niggas up as fuck, yeah
Hit 'em, they knew it was us
She hit the telly, she knew what was up
Faded, smokin' on Kelly, a must
Brodie can't ball, that nigga a bust (Yeah)
Why is he talkin' 'bout bucks? (Yeah)
Brodie got left in the dust, yeah (Vivi' Soulja)
Can't name a ho I trust
Why they be hatin'? I never did none
Young nigga faded, I'm rollin' up Runtz
I gotta get that boy gone, it's a must
Fucked up my liver, I fucked up my lungs
All you rap niggas my motherfuckin' sons
Kicked out the telly, that ho gettin' punt, yeah-yeah (Vivi' Soulja)

Sippin' on good Toseina
I don't even got no fever
I don't even keep my heat tucked
Sticked up inside a Beamer
I been on fuckin' on Katie, so I let go of Venetia
Havin' the key and the cheat code, but no, I ain't no cheater
Yeah, step so hard my feet hurt
Woah, oh
She don't want him, she feelin' me
Hundred a line, that shit cheap
Look at my wrist, you see a freezer
These niggas hate that I made them believe

My niggas up as fuck, yeah
Hit 'em, they knew it was us
She hit the telly, she knew what was up
Faded, smokin' on Kelly a must
Brodie can't ball, that nigga a bust (Yeah)
Why is he talkin' 'bout bucks? (Yeah)
Brodie got left in the dust, yeah (Vivi' Soulja)
Can't name a ho I trust
Why they be hatin'? I never did none
Young nigga faded, I'm rollin' up Runtz
I gotta get that boy gone, it's a must
Fucked up my liver, I fucked up my lungs
All you rap niggas my motherfuckin' sons
Kicked out the telly, that ho gettin' punt

Kicked out the telly, that ho gettin' punt
Kicked out the telly, that ho gettin' punt
Kicked out the telly, that ho gettin' punt (Vivi-)
Kicked out the telly, that ho gettin' punt (Woah, woah)
Kicked out the telly, that ho gettin' punt
Kicked out the telly, that ho- (Vivi Soulja)
K-k-kicked out the telly, that ho-
Punt
(Woah, woah)
(Woah, woah)



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Writer(s): Elijah Policard, Jemarc Denis, Devon Francis
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