Artist: Mack Maine Album: Freestyle 102: No Pens or Pads (Mixtape) Song: Poo Shoota Flow Typed by: AZ Lyrics Fresh up that new asshole, you hear? Fresh up poo shooter I cop two ruggers Don't make me spray or aimin things at yo soup coolers I fuck with real niggas, like the izzle Fo shizzle my nizzle, get the fuck out my grizzle I'm a grizzly, I'm roaming through the forest, I don't really know no chorus Wuzzup big booty Dolore? She living round the corner from the florist With my man made get her flowers Niggas fucking around, my people will coming and shoot you's, regular powders So now the case be closed, cause they think it was drug related And niggas know that I get the cake and the thugs don't hate it Real niggas they congratulate, they happy to see I made it At least one of us have made this shit, I be love saving shit Real nigga, all day, freestyle in the hallway Feeling like I'm juvy, wussup with Sean with that bootie? Till I come over here she a cutie, what's up Red? What's up with that heat? Yeah, we can do it right here on the sofa, we don't need no bed Shouts out to moddie, that boy keeping the shawty But I round in Maserati, in old school huaraches Nigga don't want beef with me and my people Yeah we real, we just cup out the license, man our weapons they concealed But we got dirty browners, for when it's time to get real gangsta Niggas hella ancient, but picture that I'm painting And I'm feeling like I paint I'm like Picasso Me and my niggas ride around in the Gallardos Excuse me, Murcielagos, look nigga that's a Lambo Tied up and mask up and wagged up like Rambo Who the fuck thinkin they got that ammo My shots yea they camo I come through and blast at your flannel Brains all over your shirt like you waste spaghetti Slow down, don't blow the whistle yet cause he ain't ready Niggas know I'm like Freddy when I come through In your lil dreams give you nightmares that make a nigga scream Yea Dreams & Nightmares like I was Meek Millie A lot of these hoes silly Shouts out to all my bitches out there up in Philly Someone but be more, they got their raises under their tongue And some of these little niggas 15 they got a gun So they ain't got no license, they had one since they was 12 And nigga blast off that molly and send yo bitch ass to hell I got real niggas ouchea, that's ready to prevail Shouts out to my nigga Tyrell, yea my nigga Lil Travell He out there on the pole, still shooting at the door You fuck around with Lamar, that boy that quick to spot Yeah that's my dog, we went to high school together, used to cheat So fuck it, what ya'll talkin bout nigga? We run the streets, here out in Cali Since we was bumping them balis We was just talking about they about this I'm like yeah nigga they belly, I fuck up nigga really And I don't like these no ratlers See me and my nigga we gone gone going back to... Kali nigga [Outro] Freestyle champ I'm just like Fuckin around light one up Fuckin around, I don't fuck around Fresh out that ass hole Nigga was all the lil pussy in here All the time I was like You understand me? I was in the in the right hole I was like uh you my first, uh you my first And when I went off in that pool shots in Oh no, you my hood You heard me, all these real niggas you understand out there You understand? I know my people listening so I can't really like go off high Wanna go off though, fuck with me This just the appetizer nigga The next one the entrée, food for thought Real nigga tho Oh Haly Grove Wop you did that one Rest in peace killa stone yea