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Certified Lyrics By Pooh Shiesty Ft Gunna | Official Lyrics

Pooh Shiesty And Gunna Lyrics

Read the official lyrics to ‘Certified’ by Pooh Shiesty, featuring Gunna. Certified serves as the introductory song and title-track for Pooh Shiesty’s new album, Shiesty Season: Certified, ‘Certified’ was produced by James Maddocks and Yung Lan.

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Certified Lyrics By Pooh Shiesty Ft Gunna | Official Lyrics
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Pooh Shiesty & Gunna – Certified Lyrics

Intro: Pooh Shiesty
(Yung Lan on the track)
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
Thang ’round, ’round me, niggas figured out (Blrrrd)
I think I got niggas figured out (Yeah, yeah)
Blrrrd, set ’em up, blrrrd

Chorus: Pooh Shiesty
We certified, that thang around me, I got this shit figured out
Put R.I.P. in front they gang for running they mouth, chasing clout
I caught that bitch and kept on squeezing, way after he hit the ground
Mista get on side your car and let the whole sixty clip out
Ain’t going back and forth with no rapper, I put shit in the cloud
Man, Tee Da P know that I’m tired and miss ’em, can’t even keep a smile
Mixed the dead opps with the Baccarat, for sho’ you ho going down
We sliming shit out, this our summer, got some, then don’t come around

Verse 1: Pooh Shiesty
See something we want, gotta gеt eight-balled, we know it’s murdеr and take
Be damned I let you blow my mission, I’ma just go to the face
BSG don’t lock the backdoors, get introduced to the snake
Wop back with me, he beat a shh, Hank and them fools still on the way

Chorus: Pooh Shiesty
We certified, that thang around me, I got this shit figured out
Put R.I.P. in front they gang for running they mouth, chasing clout
I caught that bitch and kept on squeezing, way after he hit the ground
Mista get on side your car and let the whole sixty clip out
Ain’t going back and forth with no rapper, I put shit in the cloud
Man, Tee Da P know that I’m tired and miss ’em, can’t even keep a smile
Mixed the dead opps with the Baccarat, for sho’ you ho going down
We sliming shit out, this our summer, got some, then don’t come around

Verse 2: Gunna
If he play, we might roll up and smoke him like a Backwood stalk
‘Cause it gets shady and get shiesty when you come from out that South
I’m a slimy ass young nigga, mama said, “Boy, watch your mouth”
And I get grimy ’bout that cash, the plug better not say, “It’s a drought”
He not a ho and I ain’t one neither
It get cold, I keep that heater
223’s, Glock Ninas, FNs, call her fina
When I’m goin’ through some things, I get a hot head, yeah a fever
When I wanna numb the pain I pour a eight inside a liter, yeah
Break it down, add me up, come and see what I’m worth
I’m known all around, what you think they pay me for a verse
Disrespect my name, I try my best to put ’em in the dirt
We ain’t stunting none of these lames, we hitting pussies where it hurt

Chorus: Pooh Shiesty
We certified, that thang around me, I got this shit figured out
Put R.I.P. in front they gang for running they mouth, chasing clout
I caught that bitch and kept on squeezing, way after he hit the ground
Mista get on side your car and let the whole sixty clip out
Ain’t going back and forth with no rapper, I put shit in the cloud
Man, Tee Da P know that I’m tired and miss ’em, can’t even keep a smile
Mixed the dead opps with the Baccarat, for sho’ you ho going down
We sliming shit out, this our summer, got some, then don’t come around

Outro: Pooh Shiesty
Blrrrd, blrrrd
James about that check, boy

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