Pooh Shiesty - Ugly (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
Search, synchronize, and download lyrics in LRC and SRT formats for YouTube music videos by videoID or Title.
You can preview or test subtitles before downloading them.
Note: Some words may be censored. This is for preview only.
You will receive the uncensored version when you download it.
(optional) Use the buttons below or the keyboard shortcuts "G" or "H" to adjust subtitle synchronization before downloading.
The available subtitles for the media will be listed below.
When available, click to load or test subtitles from the list below.
Note: Some words may be censored. This is for preview only.
You will receive the uncensored version when you download it.
Pooh Shiesty - Ugly (en) Lyrics
by RentAnAdviser.com
(Nile, I hear you)
(Run that back, Playboi)
Shit get ugly, everybody
with me thuggin'
We keep that pistol out, no regular
clips, we loud, you know we clutchin'
(Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd)
I stand formal with my gang and
ain't no nigga gon' do nothing
(Ain't no nigga gon' do shit)
Snuck in the club with a ten-millimeter,
regular clip a dozen
And this Gucci backpack filled
with racks, try something,
I press that button
I break that automatic folding
chop out my Louis V luggage
Still got respect for all the old hoes,
rode my dick when I was nothing
Got some money, now I'm fucking
twin sisters, mamas, cousins
Ayy, SRT beat up the streets,
do donuts, I be buckin'
Hydro shots up in the clip,
he live then he lucky
AK with the stock, the knife look
like it camе from Chucky
Beef like Jason with the mask off,
you play, this shit get ugly
My clip gеt emptied every shootout,
ain't a time that I won't bust it
'Fore a nigga T-shirt me, it's breaking
news and I'm the suspect
Put your face on Fox 13, now
it's R.I.P. from the public
I make sure you straight for
life, just send the drops
if you love me, blrrrd
Glizzy with the stock hold a fifty
and thirty clip (Yeah, yeah)
We throw ones up in the air, raining
on bitches while they strip
Think 'bout your folks over
there 'fore you play, everybody
gon' get killed
This shit get ugly, you see all black,
hoppin' out, let 'em rip
Shit get ugly (Blrrrd, blrrrd),
everybody with me thuggin'
We keep that pistol out, no
regular clips, we loud,
you know we clutching
Snuck in the club with a ten-millimeter,
regular clip a dozen (Damn)
And this Gucci backpack filled
with racks, try something, I press
that button (It's Gucci)
I just Louisville slugged that lil'
boy like I'm from Kentucky (Baow)
The chopper knocked him out
his shoes and now that bitch
on crutches (Well, damn)
We don't call police, get in the streets
and get our justice (Yeah)
Gon' get past ugly playing with me,
that shit gon' get disgusting
My young niggas lay on you 'til
they muddy and musty (Stinky)
It be fun and games 'til your clip
running out, getting busted (Go)
I don't trust nobody like my strap, that's
where my trust is (My strap)
It ain't that much love left in my
heart, I can't adjust it (Nah)
I been stacking rackades in the attics,
they getting dusty (Yeah)
And I been shooting since sixteen,
I got good aim, I ain't
rusty (I'm not rusty)
People say I'm sheisty just like
Pooh, they scared to trust
me (Just like Shiesty)
Like Training Day, get done
like Denzel got done by them
Russians (Krrah, krrah)
Shit get ugly, everybody with
me thuggin' (Thuggin')
We keep that pistol out, no
regular clips, we loud,
you know we clutchin'
Snuck in the club with a ten-
millimeter, regular clip
a dozen (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
Got some money, now I'm fucking twin
sisters, mamas, cousins (Blrrrd)
Please support me on PATREON Thank you!