Poetry Lyrics – Maino & Young Thug

Poetry Song by Maino: “Poetry” is a New Song, sung by Maino and Young Thug. Poetry Song was written by Maino and Young Thug, and the music was produced by London on da Track.

Maino – Poetry Lyrics

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh (Yeah, Hey, Oh)
(Yeah, I’m In London Got My Beat From London)

I Whip The Dope Out The Bowl, I’ma Go Get Me Some Money
I Got No Clouds In My Stones, You Shoulda Went To Eliantte
I Went In Quiet In The Mornin’ Then I Got In It With The Stormin’
Bonnie And Clyde With My H*e, Niggas Know We Up To Somethin’

I’m Get Full Of These Millions I Done Ran A Few Racks Up
Had To Take Me Some Ritalin Cause This Money Is Dangerous
All My Niggas Relentless, Yeah, Niggas Might End Up Missing, Yeah
Man I Hope She A Misses, On My D!ck Was Just Kissing

If You Ever-Ever Come Around Me You Might End Up With B!tches
Told The Kids I Never Cooked The Key But They Can Use The Dishes
You Told The B!tch ’bout The Dropbox, Nigga, You Gotta Be Kidding
I Put My Nut On A Thot-Thot And Her Friendses (Yeah, Yeah)

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh (Ooh, Ooh, Yeah, Ooh, Ooh, Yeah)
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh (Ooh, Ooh, Yeah, Ooh, Ooh, Yeah)

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I Thought These Niggas Was Killers (Yeah)
They Was Just Selling Us Lies (Oh, Yeah),
How Could He Turn Out A Rat? (Yeah)
Niggas Was Never This Live (Oh, Yeah),
Told Y’all That My Record Real (Real)
Getting Money, Fu*k A Record Deal

First Nigga In My Whole City With A Rose Gold Richard Mille
How Could You See What My Days Like
If You Can’t Feel What My Pain Like
Diamonds Is Gleaming Like Daylight,
You Could Just Tell What I’m Made Like
I’m So Connected To Zone 1, Treat A New B!tch Like A Old One
One Car Full Of Young Thugs, Oh God, All Those Guns
Yeah, Tell ’em I’m Ready To Ride Your Enemy Gotta Be Mine
That’s Real Nigga Energy Slime,
They Should’ve Known We Was The Vibes
We Are The Vibes, Put It On God,
I Am That Guy Look In My Eyes
None Of You Niggas Was Ever This Life, Hey

I Left Your Shit On The Dashboard (On The Dashboard),
I Gotta See Where This Cash Goin’ (Give Me This, Huh)
Money And Cash Flow (Ayy),
Got A Big Ol’ Jet Where My Legs Can Fold (Fold, Ayy)
Learn My Timetables When I Was Four,
I Ain’t Let The Illuminati Ain’t Take My Soul (Oh, Hey)
Nigga Don’t Play With These H*es,
Man Shut The Fu*k Up, B!tch Fold My Clothes (Oh, Oh)
I Can Spread That Shit Out Come And Go,
Just Like A Kid Stacking Up These Legos (Oh, Oh)

These Niggas Talking Like H*es,
Shut The Fu*k Up Or We Wipin’ Your Nose (Oh, Oh, Boom)
Rollies And Pateks, Dropped Out A School
But I Wasn’t A Bastard (Ayy, Bastard)
I Put A Baddie On A Jet Out Of Minneapolis (Minneapolis)
Walk Out A Cabbin’, I’m A Old School Nigga, I’m Reckless (Oh, Oh, Oh)
Left A Mercedes Benz At Chalice On Factories (Oh, Oh, Oh)
I Copped A Maybach Coupe,
Me Wizard And Steve Harvey (Skrrt, Skrrt)
I’m Bout To Raise All My Woes, I Put Chanel On My Doors

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh (Ooh, Yeah)

Put The Racks But On My Wrist Cause I’m On
I Put A Few Carats Inside Of A Richard Now It’s More
Yeah, My Shit Came In Red My Nigga Maino Shit Is Black
Yeah, I Put A Patek Right On The Head Of A Rat
I’m Get Full Of These Millions I Done Ran A Few Racks Up
Had To Take Me Some Ritalin Cause This Money Is Dangerous

All My Niggas Relentless, Yeah, Niggas Might End Up Missing, Yeah
Man I Hope She A Misses, On My D!ck Was Just Kissing
If You Ever-Ever Come Around Me You Might End Up With B!tches
Told The Kids I Never Cooked The Key But They Can Use The Dishes
You Told The B!tch ’bout The Dropbox, Nigga, You Gotta Be Kidding
I Put My Nut On A Thot-ThotAnd Her Friendses

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

Poetry Song Credits:

Song:	Poetry
Lead Vocals	Maino & Young Thug
Written By:	Maino & Young Thug
Music Produced By:	London on da Track
Music Label:	Maino
Featuring Artist:	Young Thug
Release Date:	February 23, 2024