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Traphouse Mob
Huh, roll another one
Said Im never lackin, always pistol packing
With them automatics, we gon send him to heaven
Wait, wait, wait, wait, ayy, ayy, woo , huh
Oh, you feelin sturdy, huh?
Shake somethin
Shake it, shake it, shake it
She like the way that I dance
She like the way that I move
She like the way that I rock
She like the way that I woo
And she let it clap for a nigga
And she throw it back for a nigga
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean
Christian Dior, Dior
Im up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean
Christian Dior, Dior
Im up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr
When I walk in the spot, thirty on me
Buy out the club, niggas know that Im paid
Bitch, Im a thot, get me lit
I cant fuck with these niggas cause niggas is gay
All on my page suckin dick
All in my comments and screamin my name
While Im in the club, throwin them hundreds and fifties and ones and ones
Pop Smoke, they know Im wildin
If Im on the island, Im snatchin the cell
Brody got locked, denied his bail
Until he free, Im raisin hell
Tell my shooters call me FaceTime
For all the times we had to face time
Free D-Nice, he doin state time
If you need the glizzy, you could take mine
Please dont come out your mouth, you know Im like that
Ill make a movie like TNT
Glock-30 on me, ask who really want it
I bet I air it like BNB
Nappy Blue wildin in my section
And I keep that .38 for the weapon
Remember when I came home from corrections
All the bad bitches in my direction
She like the way that I dance
She like the way that I move
She like the way that I rock
She like the way that I woo
And she let it clap for a nigga
And she throw it back for a nigga
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean
Christian Dior, Dior
Im up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean
Christian Dior, Dior
Im up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr |
Oh, you aint know I could sing?
Hahaha
Shorty a lil baddie
Shorty my lil boo thing
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I fuck without a rubber
I nutted on the covers
And I kept it undercover
Cause I dont kiss and tell
Every time I fuck, she call me daddy
My lil mama nasty
I see the pussy through the panties
She taste like candy
She a queen, like Nefertiti
Uh oh, my lil mama sittin pretty
And we be shoppin through the city
I gave her keys to the Bentley
Get off your knees, you dont gotta cry to me
Im your best friend, baby, you dont gotta lie
Ill get you everything that you want and that you need from Chanel to Celine
Its on you to decide
Valentino, yeah, I put you in the best
Start liftin up your dress, start kissin on your neck
Start rubbin on your butt, start massagin your breasts
I aint wanna give you a baby just yet, so I backed out and nutted on your breasts
I put you in a Uber and sent you to your bed
The very next day , you sent me a text
You pulled up to the crib and we did it again
Shorty a lil baddie
Shorty my lil boo thing
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I fuck without a rubber
I nutted on the covers
And I kept it undercover
Cause I dont kiss and tell
You know, I never found love until I looked into your eyes
First time blushin, I aint even gon lie
Four rounds in, leavin bruises on your thighs
You the only bitch could make me spin off on the guys
And the only bitch that make me wanna nut when Im inside
Its your vibe, leave with me you gettin high
Girl, aint bitches fuckin wit you even if they tried
She a tsunami, I aint never felt it dry
Close my eyes while I sleep, hope you be there when I wake
Honestly, I feel the vibe we have is great
And if theres something in your mind, you can tell me
And if I told you whats on mine, would you help me?
You gon see the bigger picture, its just gon take time
Just because you mine, Ima keep you lookin like a dime
Aint no imperfections, girl, you fine
Baby, whats your sign?
I hope you aint against the slow grind
Me and you
Keep it silent, there aint nothin we cant do
Through the storm, baby, we can make it through
Why you actin brand new? You know you my lil boo, yeah
Got up on my Birkin, its workin
She said she a virgin
She my biggest fan, she always lurkin
And she know Im a man, Ima put that work in
I know she cant stand me, Im fancy
So Ima bring her out when I get my Grammy
Late night sex, she cant find her panties
Couldnt hold it in, now she need a plan B
Shorty a lil baddie
She my lil boo thing
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I fuck without a rubber
I nutted on her covers
And I kept it undercover
Cause I dont kiss and tell |
This is a Melo beat
Baby, welcome to the party
Im off the Molly, the Xan, the lean
Thats why Im movin retarded
Baby, welcome to the party, uh
I hit the boy up and then I go skate in a Rari
Baby, welcome to the party
Bitch, Im a thot, get me lit
Gun on my hip
One in the head
Ten in the clip
Baby, baby, dont trip
Just lower your tone
Cause you could get hit
Dont let that Henny in my system
I catch a body, next day I forget it
Nigga, Dread just caught a body
And thats on the gang, nigga, I was just with him, look
Free all my rilla niggas, all my villain niggas
All my killer niggas out the cage
Since a youngin, nigga, I been drillin niggas
Ma, Im sorry Im stuck up in my ways
Aint nobody ever gave me shit
With this big chip, I had to get paid
And its 10K to go on stage
And you know the treesh gettin laid
Baby, welcome to the party
Im off the Molly, the Xan, the lean
Thats why Im movin retarded
Baby, welcome to the party, uh
I hit the boy up and then I go skate in a Rari
Baby, welcome to the party
Bitch, Im a thot, get me lit
Gun on my hip
One in the head
Ten in the clip
Baby, baby, dont trip
Just lower your tone
Cause you could get hit
Its Big 092MLBOA , I make a call and its war
I bet I kick down the door, I bet I send him to the Lord, uh
Got a bad bitch from overseas
Got a 10 pack in my jeans, Im in Manhattan in these stores, uh
Dont try and run up on my V
I knock a nigga out his sneaks while Im shellin down his V, uh
Double G for the tee
No Alicia, I got keys, dont get your car Swiss cheese
Neno cooler then cooler, he still an ooter, he dont settle for nothing, uh
Bluffin, pussy boy, stop all that bluffin
.380 hold a ruler, I know some niggas thatll shoot you for nothing
Run, Ricky, yeah, he runnin, run, Ricky, yeah he runnin
Baby, welcome to the party
Im off the Molly, the Xan, the lean
Thats why Im movin retarded
Baby, welcome to the party, uh
I hit the boy up and then I go skate in a Rari
Baby, welcome to the party
Bitch, Im a thot, get me lit
Gun on my hip
One in the head
Ten in the clip
Baby, baby, dont trip
Just lower your tone
Cause you could get hit |
CashMoneyAP
Kill em, get em, get em, oh
Oh , oh
Oh, oh , oh
Oh , oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
What do you want? Wont tell you twice, yeah
Im a thief in the night , oh
I did some wrong , but Im always right
Said I know how to shoot and I know how to fight
Boy, Ill tell you once, wont tell you twice
Im real discreet, like a thief in the night
If I call you bae, you bae for the day
Or a bae for the night, you not my wife
She want a killer to fuck all night
I wanna fuck on a thot, gimme head all night
AP, big rocks, in the hood with the rillas
Five K on the dinner, bring three hundred thou to the dealer
I did some wrong , but Im always right
Said I know how to shoot and I know how to fight
Boy, Ill tell you once, wont tell you twice
Im real discreet, like a thief in the night
Im rich but Im ridin, Im low on exotic, Im bout to fly out and go get me some
Nothin aint seen, all this money on me, hunnid racks in the bag, thats a honey bun
Baby OG, I been runnin these streets, got the game from Lashawn, Im my mamas son
Learned bout the triple cross when I was young and I know I aint goin so I keep a gun
I flew to Paris just to buy some Dior
She beggin for attention, I dont see her
C.I.P. Pop, I wish that you could see us
Million cash plus whenever I go re-up
I got some niggas in the street, wont beat me
I got the industry tryna be me
I just go Ray Charles, they cant see me
Im in a Rolls-Royce with a RiRi
I did some wrong , but Im always right
Said I know how to shoot and I know how to fight
Boy, Ill tell you once, wont tell you twice
Im real discreet, like a thief in the night
Like a thief in the night
I pull up, give her D for the night
Tryna fuck in the V, its aight
We cant fuck up my seats cause they white
Im livin like "Thriller," I only come out at the night time
She dont fuck with liquor, dont like bein tipsy
She dont do the Henny, just white wine
Pop the cork on some new Pinot Grigio
I pull up in the Porsche wit a freaky ho
Park the Porsche then pull up in a Lambo
I hop out, Major Payne, rockin camo
Think she cute, make her fuck, let her man go
Like to shoot, light you up, bitch, Im Rambo
Cuban link full of rocks, its a choker
Rest in peace to the Pop, make me smoke ya
I did some wrong , but Im always right
Said I know how to shoot and I know how to fight
Boy, Ill tell you once, wont tell you twice
Im real discreet, like a thief in the night |
AXL
Hahaha, huh? Hahaha
Tired of niggas cappin
Trap House Mob
Niggas frontin their jewels
They aint expectin this one
Flex, my bitch love coco
Woo back, baby , woo
Let me see some, okay, okay , okay, okay
Look, you cannot say Pop and forget the Smoke
Im from the Floss where niggas tote
They couldnt be Crips, so they turned Folks
Drivin through the Ville, droppin the cho
I gotta laugh, cause these niggas jokes
Dread like, "Who these niggas?"
"I dont know" , but Im on go
And Im in that Bugatti, movin two hundred
Givin pumps, like, "Who shot ya?"
Me and Trey, thats four choppers
Man down , all you see is helicopters
Paramedics pick him up, they gon send him to the doctor
Im in the hood like an engine, revvin
My checks is clearin , your checks is pending
And I got a couple gangstas, let me know
If you want smoke
Cause boy I can send em
And I got a bad bitch, ass up
Face down , yeah, she love doggy style
And she got a Louis bag , that hold the extendo
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
Flex, my bitch love coco
Woo back, baby , woo
Let me see some, okay, okay , okay, okay
My bitch love coco
Woo back, baby , woo
Let me see some, okay, okay , okay, okay
Got it jumpin out the zoo, seein red, seein blue
Young La Flame, how it moves, Pop Flare how it—
Braid my hair down til I hide my face
Duck away, she wanna lay up and hibernate
I took a chance, its a lot to take
I took a right, ended up right away
She need a chunk, not a piece
It cost me three for the keys
Not the work but the V
She let it twirl to the beat
I send the work, bet it reach
Wearin pearls, expensive beads
I only hurl at my peeps
Cuts, diamond cuts out in public
Two cups of the stuff, now Im up
Coco Chanel when she tuck it
We bunk, get a nut
My bitch love coco
Woo back, baby , woo
Let me see some, okay, okay , okay, okay
My bitch love coco
Woo back, baby , woo
Let me see some, okay, okay , okay, okay |
Ricos going crazy again
Yeah
Look, look
I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
Im the king of New York, Melo
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
Ask around, niggas know me
Im a Europe boy, Ginóbili
I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
Im the king of New York, Melo
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
Ask around, niggas know me
Im a Europe boy, Ginóbili
I been so gone, I like redbones
My type light skin, ass fat, Jell-O
But bitches be switchin sides nowadays on the regular
I never respected it, money over bitches, I know thats everything
Money over bitches, I know thats hot
Rockin VVS by Elliot wedding bands
I will never ever give her no wedding ring
.45 on my hip, I aint fightin em
Chewin on an Adderall like a vitamin
Niggas pockets be on E
Something they already know but Im drivin a T
They makin up rumors and lies, okay, Im sick and Im tired
Im mighty fatigued, none of my bitches be mine
They coulda been one of yours, but they out of your league
Ima just call up Fatimah
Nah, that aint really her name, but she for the team
I get fly as a bitch like I looted up
All this money you talkin aint new to us
Im the King of New York, and on God
If Pop was alive, it wouldve been two of us
I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
Im the king of New York, Melo
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
Ask around, niggas know me
Im a Europe boy, Ginóbili
I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
Im the king of New York, Melo
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
Ask around, niggas know me
Im a Europe boy, Ginóbili
Pull up like Ace from the cleaners, ace en el fiends
Pop make a movie, sell out arenas
She off the white, talkin Demi Lovato
All of my denims since Murder Bravado
AP Audemar wet, Aquafina
Hittin like Ike, singin like Tina
Dior on my body, sneakers got no creases
They limited, baby, tell me if youve seen em
My diamonds dancin, paint her face like Marilyn Manson
Then roll up that Woo, Runtz straight from Cali
Then get a plate from Sallys
Quano blew his trial, they set him up
These niggas mad as fuck
You know what I rep, yeah, its tatted up
You aint get fucked, cause your ass aint fat enough
If you talk crazy, get batted up, yeah
I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
Im the king of New York, Melo
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
Ask around, niggas know me
Im a Europe boy, Ginóbili
I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
Im the king of New York, Melo
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
Ask around, niggas know me
Im a Europe boy, Ginóbili |
Look
Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Dont let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Dont let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death pon me
Yeah, I dont cry no mo
I dont look to the sky no mo
Cause I got it on me
I got it on me
I got it on me
You can run up if you want
Look
Its Pop Smoke, niggas know me
Keep two fours like Im Kobe
Is you ridin or you hidin?
If you slidin, then you owe me
Run up, catch cold feet
Niggas act tough then call police
I dont make friends, yeah, I make bands
Want some Ray-Bans cause Im a OG
This AR be my trophy
Shoot first, nigga, shoot back
09, niggas woo back
Nigga automatic when the woo clap
Shoot first, nigga, shoot back
09, niggas woo back
Nigga automatic when the woo clap
Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Dont let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Dont let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death pon me
Yeah, I dont cry no mo
I dont look to the sky no mo
Cause I got it on me
I got it on me
I got it on me
You can run up if you want
Fifty shots up in this Glock, I wont let up
XD, niggas totin Berettas
Shoot first and do yourself a favor
Report like Im Craig Sager
Back out, niggas aint with the bluffin
Dread Woo, a nigga shoot you for nothin
Ten toes on your block like Im Drummond
SKll have a Blixky runnin
Its that nigga from the Floss, your bitch right back
And I dont politic cause niggas aint like that
I drop a slip or two and get a light pack
And I dont care if you losin, still fight back
Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Dont let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Dont let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death pon me
Yeah, I dont cry no mo
I dont look to the sky no mo
Cause I got it on me
I got it on me
I got it on me
You can run up if you want
Mercy on me |
Uh
Shawty go jogging every morning
And she make me breakfast almost every morning
And she take a naked pic before she leave the door
I be waking up to pics before a nigga yawning
And every weekend my shawty comin over
Shawty could Fendi out but she like Fashion Nova
She aint driving no Camry she pullin in a Rover
With her hair so curly, I love you, baby
She said, "What you know bout love?"
I got what you need
Walk up in the store and get what you want
You get what you please
We bout to get it on, take off them drawers
Its just you and me
You know what I be on, Im about to go raw
Cause I like what I see
Look, baby, I said I aint gon front
You got my heart beating so fast to words I cant pronounce
And I be getting the chills every time I feel your touch
I be looking at the top and girl, its only us
All I need is your trust
And girl I told you once, dont make me tell you twice
I know you see this print through my pants that I know you like
And yo ass be looking so fat when it be in them tights
And Im going straight to the top, so hope you aint afraid of heights
You always keep me right, for a fact, you never left
Through all the trials and tribulations, always had my best
So heres fifty-five hunnid, go and get your breasts
Start rubbin on your butt, start kissing on yo neck
Hey batter, batter, hey batter, batter
Niggas know I had to swing, I had to make a play
I had to apply the pressure, cause you my hidden treasure
I think Im falling in love
She said, "What you know bout love?"
I got what you need
Walk up in the store and get what you want
You get what you please
We bout to get it on, take off them drawers
Its just you and me
You know what I be on, Im about to go raw
Cause I like what I see |
She want a Woo nigga
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna ride with the Woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I told her, "Ooh-woo-woo"
Shawty wanna fuck me inside of the coupe
I can take you out everywhere, fuck a jet fare
Versace hotel with Versace robe, woah, woah
Like you when you let down your hair with no comb
And I stay to myself cause I never liked these hoes
And she only liked the guap, red light these hoes
Why would I waste my time on a shorty that dont got me on the front of her mind?
Especially when you get designer and I wine and dine
And the Bentley came with the wings like a number nine, yeah
Come through, just us two
I like you cause you cut how Im cut too
Come through, just us two
I like you cause you cut how Im cut too
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna ride with the Woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Thats my kind of bitch, she be sayin some shit
Like, "When you gon fly me in private, so I can land on that dick?"
She said, "Tricks is for kids", she dont fall for the tricks
She can handle her own, she just want some dick
Got that big Birkin bag worth five, six figures
You might be out your league, can you buy that, nigga?
I pull up on her top gone on the Dawn, Im the don
You can fuck around, if you want, if you want
Out in Bali, big swing, big dress
Big ass, make her squirt and make a big mess
Before we done, she ask "Where we gon do it next?"
Next, so wet it fucked up the seats in the jet
She like all that gangsta shit
Top down, ridin round with the blick
Who you with? Woo
She like all that gangsta shit
I said, "She like all that gangsta shit"
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna ride with the Woo
Let me take you to the candy shop
Show you all I got
I put diamonds on your chain
To match your diamond ring
Im 092, nigga, Woo
Hate it or love it , its me and you
Lets turn nothin into something
She said she love Woo niggas
Them niggas who gon pull triggers
I was fine when I met you
Then I sexed you
Then I left you
Cause your pussy feel the same
And I dont got time to waste
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna ride with the Woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
I might just hit it raw, hold on, thats not my element
I like dark skins, love her melanin
Huh, Christian Louboutin what Im steppin in
Thirty bottles of Azul, tell em send em in
I had the Lambo, switch to the Rari
Im a gangster, but I like to party
Pop a Perky, go retarded
Im a Brooklyn nigga, Im cold-hearted
Thats why I like the bad gyal , like RiRi
Every time she see me, she wanna eat me
I saw like Justin Bieber, please believe me
I said, "Wow, Im on the TV"
I cant fuck with broke bitches, they be creepy
She be actin up, she always tryna leave me
But she a bad gyal, and she freaky
I have her hangin off the rod like she MiMi
I never hit a bitch more than once cause they be leeches
But her pussy good, it taste like peaches
But she can have it, I dont need it
Id rather have my money green like kiwi
I dont talk to niggas cause they be cappin
Disrespect me and see what happen
I dont make a call for war, I start snappin
Grr, them bullets blastin
All the opps mad that I lapped them
He said, "Whats stackin?" Nothin but my money
Member my pockets flat? Now they chunky
I aint a pretty boy, but I aint ugly
And Ill take your bitch in a second
If she a real one, then Ill protect it
Traded the AP, told my jeweler Patek it
And its all VVS and flower settings
I might just hit it raw, hold on, thats not my element
I like dark skins, love her melanin
Huh, Christian Louboutin what Im steppin in
Thirty bottles of Azul, tell em send em in
I had the Lambo, switch to the Rari
Im a gangster, but I like to party
Pop a Perky, go retarded
Im a Brooklyn nigga, Im cold-hearted
Yoz, what you tellin me? |
I think you are something special
Ill take you on a shopping spree
Cause Im so into you
Im so into you
Im so into you
Im so into you , baby
What you like? What you wear?
Say the name, say the price, put them diamonds on your ear
Shinin like a chandelier
Whats your thoughts? Whats your fears?
Yeah, I need that real love , talkin Bobby and Whitney
You dont gotta worry bout nothin as long as you with me
Cause shit could get sticky, thats why I keep a glizzy
Ride around through my city
Fuck Cassandra, Kanesha, Kaneeka and Tisha, Lisa and Tricia
Fuck them hoes cause I dont need them, all them bitches treeshas
They aint in the field, they on the bleachers
On your back, I start applying that lotion
So deep, Ima go in, pullin all on your sew-in
Im Pop Smoke, but you know all my governments
All that gangster shit, she be lovin it
She love how Im thuggin it
Shawty brown and petite
Fly and discreet, a demon in the sheets
Mother was a lawyer, her father the police
They be working long hours, so she always had the free
She said I could come with her if it get hot up in the streets
Cause Im a rilla in the jungle and a shark up in the sea
She like, "Papi, you so fire, but get up out the streets"
Im like, "Baby, what you mean?"
Look
I think you are
You are something special
Ill take you on a shopping spree
Cause Im so into you
Im so into you
Im so into you
Im so into you, baby
Baby
You are my girl
You are my girl
You are
You are something special
Ill take you on a shopping spree
Cause Im so into you
Im so into you
Im so into you
Im so into you , baby |
EWOK
MBZ
Queens
This is a Melo beat
Baby, welcome to the party
Im off the Molly, the Xan, the lean
Thats why Im movin retarded
Baby, welcome to the party, uh
I hit the boy up and then I go skate in a Rari
Baby, welcome to the party
Bitch, Im a thot, get me lit
Gun on my hip
One in the head
Ten in the clip
Baby, baby, dont trip
Just lower your tone
Cause you could get hit
Its a MAC, fact, Im in the black Bach
We never lack, lack with that strap
Ima drive through but if you back, back
Its gon clap clap and thats that
I never tap tap if I dont like a ho
You act act like you like her though
Never backtrack if I aint fuckin with you
Cant sit with us but you might can go
All my pretty bitches, high-saditty bitches
Got a milli bitches on go
All these silly bitches, Ima kill these bitches
Yo Pop, who the fuck want smoke?
Keep-keep it real, you really mad
Cause your baby dad used to like me though
I-I aint fuck him cause I aint want him
Told him, "Take a hike like a hiker" though
Fendi moon boots, size six
Got me walking round like Im Michael though
Paint my hair cause Im Tyson , Jordan , Angelo
Baby, welcome to the party
Colorful weave and your makeup is beat
And thats how you act just like a Barbie
Baby, welcome to the party , uh
He wanna party with Barbie
Its Big 092MLBOA , I make a call and its war
I bet I kick down the door, I bet I send him to the Lord, uh
Got a bad bitch from overseas
Got a ten pack up in my jeans , Im in Manhattan in these stores, uh
Dont try and run up on my V
I knock a nigga out his sneaks while Im shellin down his V, uh
Double G for the tee
No Alicia, I got keys, dont get your car Swiss cheese
Neno cooler then cooler, he still an ooter, he dont settle for nothing, uh
Bluffin , pussy boy, stop all that bluffin
.380 hold a ruler, I know some niggas thatll shoot you for nothing
Run, Ricky, yeah, he runnin, run, Ricky, yeah he runnin
Baby, welcome to the party
Im off the Molly, the Xan, the lean
Thats why Im movin retarded
Baby, welcome to the party, uh
I hit the boy up and then I go skate in a Rari
Baby, welcome to the party
Bitch, Im a thot, get me lit
Gun on my hip
One in the head
Ten in the clip
Baby, baby, dont trip
Just lower your tone
Cause you could get hit |
Traphouse Mob
If I want it, Ima grab it
If I want it, Ima have it
Christian Dior
Im up in all the stores
I make a call
I make a call and its war
And, nigga, you can check the score
We up on the board
And we all livin lavish
If I want it, Ima have it
I make a call
I make a call and its war
And, nigga, you can check the score
We up on the board
And we all livin lavish
If I want it, Ima have it
My niggas with it
Money flow, run up them digits
I know niggas mad that we did it
Say it, we live it
Morals, well never forget it
I ever get booked, Im a cricket
Get it and flip it
Henny right here, Ima sip it
You try me, its shots at your biscuit
Twenty-four hip it
Ima just twenty-four hip it cause bro said, "Dont ever forget it"
Gang with me
Anywhere I pop out, know the thang with me
Every nigga in here with me gon bang with me
Try your luck and bro goin insane with me
Bodies dropping, that shit aint a thing to me
Smokin deadies, Im rollin up lame niggas
Couple niggas here with me done changed niggas
Clean the mission, we leavin remains, nigga
Strictly business, aint playin no games
Fuck all this fame, nigga
You will get flamed, nigga
Dont you front, I got aim, nigga
I saw homis that fuck with my brain, nigga
I be feelin like goin insane, nigga
I just got me a check, now my chain bigger
You gon die for the stain, nigga
When you sent me the addy, I came, nigga
Only me and my main niggas
You aint ready for static, dont play, nigga
We could hit you today, nigga
If you makin your bed, better lay, nigga
There aint too much to say, nigga
I make a call
I make a call and its war
And, nigga, you can check the score
We up on the board
And we all livin lavish
If I want it, Ima have it
I make a call
I make a call and its war
And, nigga, you can check the score
We up on the board
And we all livin lavish
If I want it, Ima have it
I got thirty shots for any nigga who want it
Me and Tjay, we be huntin
I dont talk much cause niggas know how we comin
Niggas know I be dumpin
Glock 9 dumpin
Run, Ricky, runnin
Blue face hundreds
Know Im the bill collector
Pull up, whats crackin? Gun get to blastin
Talk on my name and we wildin out
All the opps in the spliff, ashin
Puff, puff, aint no passin
You gon end up in a casket
Cause niggas know what we into
I get to drillin, Im sittin, Im killin
Im sinnin if I get the feelin
I call Jaguar, bet he clap twos
Sip Remy like he Papoose
Have him stay still like a statue
Have him inked in like a tattoo
If I run down, he a goner
Headshot, no warnin
Its a man down when its pourin
Gang spin early morning
I dont get mad, I get money
What you lookin at, little dummy?
I start buckin teeth like Im Bunny
And I back the Wraith out for nothin
I make a call
I make a call and its war
And, nigga, you can check the score
We up on the board
And we all livin lavish
If I want it, Ima have it
I make a call
I make a call and its war
And, nigga, you can check the score
We up on the board
And we all livin lavish
If I want it, Ima have it |
Uh-uh, uh-uh-uh-uh
Ooh
Uh-uh, uh-uh-uh-uh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Uh-uh, uh-uh-uh-uh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Palaze, what you cookin?
Look, look
You dont gotta put your cup down, hold on
Drink freely and holla at me if you need me
Baby, you should enjoy yourself
Bossed up, need no help, look
They say, "Fly girls have more fun"
So what? So you should enjoy yourself, yeah, yeah
You should enjoy yourself
Its a room full of trap niggas , strap niggas
If the opps run up in this shit, we gon clap niggas
Woo niggas, huh , some slatt niggas
Pockets feel like a fat nigga, yeah
Shopping up in Saks Fifth with a cup of Actavis to get Christian Dior
Look, I be all up in the stores
Young nigga, I can buy you what you want
She got a fat ass, shorty shaped like Serena
Long hair, brown eyes, shorty look like Selena
Shorty said that she was Puerto Rican
Her pussy wet like Katrina
Oh, 2-10 on the dashboard
Shorty, be clear what you ask for
And she got that get right, mama
And I gotta get my baby
Listen, I dont want no problems
I just want my baby
You dont gotta put your cup down, hold on
Drink freely and holla at me if you need me
Baby, you should enjoy yourself
Bossed up, need no help, look
They say, "Fly girls have more fun"
So what? So you should enjoy yourself, yeah, yeah
You should enjoy yourself
Me monto en el Phantom, bebé, prendo el booster
Me gasté cinco mil en un bustier
To high fashion, haute couture
Si no ere tú, otro hombre me aburre
Los moños flow Mulán, de camino a Milán
Tresciento mil por un show, eso me dan
Montamo junto en el Can-Am
Por mí él forma una guerra como en Irán
Yo tengo má flow que el Fashion Week
Diamante esmeralda como la weed
Follamo en mi cama y le damo repeat
Eso e lo má que le gusta de mí
Soltera anda como Rihanna
Aunque con él se viene
Todo quieren una colombiana
Pero él ya la tiene
Está soltera, anda como Rihanna
Aunque con él se viene
Todo quieren una colombiana
Pero él ya la tiene
You dont gotta put your cup down, hold on
Drink freely and holla at me if you need me
Baby, you should enjoy yourself
Bossed up, need no help, look
They say, "Fly girls have more fun"
So what? So you should enjoy yourself, yeah, yeah
You should enjoy yourself
I wont kiss and tell
Just buy you Chanel
Always roll you up, put Hs on your belt
Uh-huh, uh-uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-uh-huh |
Othello on the beat
You fire, ooh, ooh
You aint never met another nigga like me
You say you lookin for a man, you got the right one
She feelin me, she say, "You so wavy, boy, you sexy, yeah, you fire"
Look
Im like, "Whats crackin?" She like, "Pop, I got a man"
Im like, "Damn, how you know me?" Say she got me on the Gram
I say, "Look, I understand, but baby, Im the fan
Cause you the baddest bitch I ever seen walk on the land"
She say, "Whats that on your face?" And I say, "Its a cold world"
Way you bitin your lips though got me like "Oh, girl"
Get money and stay aggressive, baby, its your world
Martin talkin to Gina, baby, you go, girl
Who you with? Im with the lions and gorillas, gangbangers and drug dealers
All them scammers and them killers who I hang with
Yeah, I taste good, aint no onions on my sandwich
Im 823 and everybody know Im sanctioned
Why? Cause if I shoot, Ima shoot that, woo and Ima woo back
Yeah, Im from the floss, you know the language
I put it on the table so that everything is clear
Put them diamonds on your necklace to match them on your ear
She like, "Send me a text"
The end of the night, she was laid up in the bed
Liftin up her dress, had her bent over the ledge
Kissin on her neck when she went to give me head
Whats next? Look
Let me fuck you, let me suck you, let me eat you, let me hold you
Let me beat up on that pussy like a real niggas supposed to
If you aint know I had the power, let me show you
Shark on your plate, we eatin dinner at Nobu
You aint never met another nigga like me
You say you lookin for a man, you got the right one
She said, "Boy, you handsome, boy, you sexy, boy, you fire"
You aint never met another nigga like me
Keep it real, girl, Im lookin for a wifey
She feelin me, she say, "Boy, you wavy, you so sexy, boy, you fire"
Ima call you every day at twelve o clock, "How you doin?" like Wendy
About your day and that new bag that I bought you from Fendi
Ima treat you right as long as you let me
Louboutin and Giuseppes, all I do is chase fetti
Know I ride with that semi, so let me know when you ready
Ima pull up in a Benz, just finished collectin funds
Grabbin on your ass, got a Rollie on my wrist
Baby, you could bring a friend, thats when the party begin
All them tigers on my collar aint always just been Gucci
Ridin past your block bumpin YFN Lucci
You sayin talkin is cheap, so you know I had to prove it
So I made this song so you can add it to your music
Im top tier, yeah, I aint never kept it Nancy
But like Jamie Foxx, Ima always keep you fancy
Gucci trench, feel like fishin gear
Put me on any block, you know Ima get it there
You aint never met another nigga like me
You say you lookin for a man, you got the right one
She said, "Boy, you handsome, boy, you sexy, boy, you fire"
You aint never met another nigga like me
Keep it real, girl, Im lookin for a wifey
She feelin me, she say, "Boy, you wavy, you so sexy, boy, you fire"
You fire, yeah, yeah
You fire, yeah, woo |
My PTSD startin to kick in so I gotta get high
Uh, uh, ayy
My PTSD startin to kick in so I gotta get high
Trey shot that nigga out my car so now I gotta get low
I aint no city boy cause I love my bitch
Nigga, but that dont mean that I dont love my hoes
Niggas tried to smack me up so now Im raising hell
Dont try and dap me up, lil nigga, you are not my bro
Trey shot that nigga out my car so now I gotta get low
They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party
Dot on the head of his only daughter
Then I dunk her head in that holy water
Niggas shootin, we gon shoot back
Sittin at the table like Tha Carter 5
They know Ima do you, aimin for medulla
Cooler than a cooler, shooter with a shooter
AK on my shoulder like Im Malcolm X
Cause I aint goin out like Im Martin Luther
Nigga open up the door, nigga, I know you home
Its a hundred Crip niggas standing on your lawn
Give up that cheese, give that Provolone
And I aint talkin on the phone cause I aint playin with em
I got a K for the cuz if he hit you
If I call Nappy Blue, he come and get you
Call Dread, thats the new Tom Brady
Cause he be sendin shots like its missile
My PTSD startin to kick in so I gotta get high
Trey shot that nigga out my car so now I gotta get low
I aint no city boy cause I love my bitch
Nigga, but that dont mean that I dont love my hoes
Niggas tried to smack me up so now Im raising hell
Dont try and dap me up, lil nigga, you are not my bro
Trey shot that nigga out my car so now I gotta get low
They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party
Niggas always talkin hot and runnin they mouth
Until I kick down they door and run in they house
Have they mother on the floor with the gun in her mouth
Like whats that shit up on the net your son was talkin bout?
I put that on my son that Ima take it there
Cause when you come from where I come from, I aint playin fair
My lil homie die and I aint drop a tear
I just rolled a spliff and put it in the air
Im big 092, niggas know Im Woo
I look a nigga in his face like "Who you talkin to?"
I need 25K or I aint walkin through
I need 25K or I aint walkin through
I spent twenty on my wrist and twenty on a chain
I be spoiling myself so I can ease the pain
Digital dash, I be switching lanes
I was sitting on the bench, but now Im in the game
My PTSD startin to kick in so I gotta get high
Trey shot that nigga out my car so now I gotta get low
I aint no city boy cause I love my bitch
Nigga, but that dont mean that I dont love my hoes
Niggas tried to smack me up so now Im raising hell
Dont try and dap me up, lil nigga, you are not my bro
Trey shot that nigga out my car so now I gotta get low
They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party |
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
I said I feel invincible
They like, "Poppy, what you gettin to?"
I pop a Perc, go retarded, wait
Haha, hahaha
Yeah , yeah, yeah, yeah
Woo, woo, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I said I feel invincible
Its a hundred niggas in the spot
Im walkin through em
Its eighty-five just to walk on
I dont talk to these niggas
Cause a lot of these niggas be corny
Im feeling horny
And I shoot like Robert Horry
Im off this percolator shit
I got a percolated bitch
I give her this percolated dick
I show her these percolated tricks
Pop Smoke, they know who run the city
Pop Smoke, nigga, you can ask Diddy
Pop Smoke bust up a Citi or TD
Pop Smoke goin fifty for fifty
I pop a Perc, go retarded, then shoot up the party, then change the artillery
Energy
Im givin nothin but energy
I give her Perky and Hennessy
I give two shots to the enemy, hope he remember me
What the fuck a nigga tellin me?
I spent two hundred fifty on my wrist
I spent two hundred fifty on my bitch
Double G, niggas know Im a threat
Walk in the spot and turn everybody Crip
DJ Clue, my nigga fuck with the Woos
Tell SpinKing to play it back
While the Woos throw the bag
They know Im shootin for the stars
Aimin for the moon
I shoot at any opp
Cause niggas know Im Woo
Send that nigga to the medic
Everything raw, no edit
Pop Smoke did it
I said, "I feel invincible"
Its a hundred niggas in the spot
Im walkin through em
Its eighty-five just to walk on
I dont talk to these niggas
Cause a lot of these niggas be corny
Im feeling horny
And I shoot like Robert Horry
Im off this percolator shit
I got a percolated bitch
I give her this percolated dick
I show her these percolated tricks
Pop Smoke, they know who run the city
Pop Smoke, nigga, you can ask Diddy
Pop Smoke bust up a Citi or TD
Pop Smoke goin fifty for fifty |
Traphouse Mob
Yoz, what you tellin me?
What you tellin me? Yeah
I got Snacks to the right of me
I got Mikey to the left of me, huh, wait
Woo
Look, look
Ayy, what up?
Hold on, what they talkin bout? Hey, what them folks talkin bout?
Huh, look, huh
Buddy gon grrt that, grrt that, brrt that, brrt that
Send shots, make em get back
All that chit-chat, chit-chat, riff-raff, riff-raff
My niggas aint into that
Nigga be talkin hot, but he aint on shit
I got like fifty rounds up in this clip
If I go to jail, nigga, Ill plead the Fifth
Cause mommy still gon love her kid
Niggas tryna lock me up and give me a bid, huh?
Im like nigga, fuck the pigs
The judge like, "Why you actin like a dick?"
I said, "Im movin like Im Steven Vic"
My lawyer like, "Poppy, why you brazen?"
I said, "I pop a Perc and feel amazin"
I shoot for the stars, Im a foundation, huh
Look at the money Im raisin
She wanna fuck, hold on
She snuck in the book, have her wait for arraignment
She get dick and edible arrangements
Thats the only form of payment
Shawty a snack
And after I snack, Ima blow out her back
She like, "Poppy, you so crazy," huh
I told her, "Wine on me, baby"
She want a star
She wanna fuck cause she know who we are
These hoes be dirty, aint hittin em raw
When it come to hoes, I got bitches galore
She wanna grip that, lick that, ask where the stick at
Freak bitch put my dick where her lips at
She goin all gas, no chit-chat
She goin all gas, no chit-chat
Ayy, bah-bah-ba-bum
Here come that boy with the drum
If I pull it out, then that boy gonna run
If he want the smoke, knock the beef out his bun, ayy
I go dumb, dumb, dumb
Air it out, leave him slump-slump-slumped
Fuck what they say, they know that Im gucci
Pull up with a pump-pump-pump |
Them niggas gotta hear what the fuck Im talkin bout
Feel me, Lil Z?
On your set with some real shit, nigga
I dont want none of that extra loud shit
This aint none of that rainbow hair shit
Know what Im sayin?
This the real streets shit, yeah, nigga
Fuckin voice of the streets, man
Its like Jesus walkin
More like Christopher Walking, man
Yall know whats up
I be in New York with the gangsters
Know a nigga thatll shoot you for a Tander
If my opps is chillin in the foreign
Then my niggas shootin up the Phantom
I be in New York with the gangsters
Know a nigga thatll shoot you for a Tander
If my opps is chillin in the foreign
Then my niggas shootin up the Phantom
.44 got a kickback
Click-clack, get back
Shots at your rib pack
Or you can get chin checked
Them twirlin niggas actin up
So niggas packed him up
Brazy was actin tough
Til niggas slapped him up
Pop Smoke on top
Niggas mad as fuck
Six by six, big Benz on my wrist
If you dont got your nails done, you are not it
Automatically on the blocked list
Niggas talkin bout they guns , but never shot shit
Might as well put a cap on it, all over with a chopstick
Run up and Im brandin them, take a nigga shoppin
Reach and Im branchin it cause I dont know who watchin
Its a Ginger Ale and Henny day, eased up on the crème brûlée
38s on the block , a nigga wont hesitate
Had to move these bitches up cause they was in the way
I wouldnt want them to get shot by an enemy
I be in New York with the gangsters
Know a nigga thatll shoot you for a Tander
If my opps is chillin in the foreign
Then my niggas shootin up the Phantom
I be in New York with the gangsters
Know a nigga thatll shoot you for a Tander
If my opps is chillin in the foreign
Then my niggas shootin up the Phantom |
Uh, haha
Brodie gon what?
Brodie gon woo
Brodie gon what?
Brodie gon woo
Brodie gon grrt that, grrt that
Brodie gon brrt that, brrt that
Brodie gon what?
Brodie gon woo
Brodie gon what?
Brodie gon woo
Brodie gon brrt that, brrt that
Brodie gon grrt that, grrt that
Brodie gon what?
Brodie gon woo
Brodie gon what?
Brodie gon woo
Brodie gon
.44 Bulldog, make em get back
I aint with the talk or the chit chat
All you hatin ass niggas better sit back
Or you gon be the next one to get they shit snatched
Free Milly Gz out the cage, he was buckin
I kicked her out cause Im allergic to the cuffin
And I aint with the talk or discussions
Know some niggas thatll shoot you for nothin
I call Dread, thats the new Tom Brady
Niggas gettin no bread cause they lazy
Let me tell ya why the opp niggas hate me
Cause all the opp niggas know I be flexin
And I did fifteen on my check-ins
And its big Louboutin when Im steppin
And its big .38 for the weapon
Or I call J.R. with the Wesson
They call Trav, call me Le Filayo
Niggas know you got the apes on the payroll
Niggas slide through ya block with a Draco
Nigga nun, do a move if I say no
Dunk on that nigga, Tatum
All of yall niggas, dayroom
Stay with the Zoes, Haitians
823, sanctioned
.44 Bulldog, make em get back
I aint with the talk or the chit chat
All you hatin ass niggas better sit back
Or you gon be the next one to get they shit snatched
Free Milly Gz out the cage, he was buckin
I kicked her out cause Im allergic to the cuffin
And I aint with the talk or discussions
Know some niggas thatll shoot you for nothin
Sun out , gun out
Run down, what now?
Flossy, the jungle the playground
Back out the chop, we gon spray rounds
Big Fendi bag, no Sprayground
Aim for your head, we dont spray ground
Everybody know that Im GG
Im still in the hood, smokin headlight
Do you know the 09 to the 2T?
Posted in the Floss, they be wildin
Brodie got locked for the hammer
Free Rock, get off the island
09 to the Glock like dem wayz
And I keep a chop like sensei
Niggas move hot, I aint say nothin
Cause Ima lay low til that day come
.44 Bulldog, make em get back
I aint with the talk or the chit chat
All you hatin ass niggas better sit back
Or you gon be the next one to get they shit snatched
Free Milly Gz out the cage, he was buckin
I kicked her out cause Im allergic to the cuffin
And I aint with the talk or discussions
Know some niggas thatll shoot you for nothin |
Grr, ayy
Nah
Baow, baow, baow, baow
Baow, baow, baow, baow , grrt, baow
Bitch, Im from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York
Walk in the spot and its litty, designer through city, you know Ima turn up
Bro got the Henny and I got a blunt, fuck around, throw a band when I burn up
Shawty right here, she a freak and she move like a pro, tryna dance, so I churn her
Think she feelin my dick, its the burner
She aint used to my bop, she a learner
I gotta flex up
Bout to cop a new piece just to glitter my neck up
They aint fuckin protect us
We was young niggas dreamin bout pickin Pateks up
Quit tryna arrest us
Fuck all them niggas, dont let me get fessed up
Nigga think he a wrestler
Ima just teach him some shit, no semester
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta get to the bag, ah
Damn , I think I fell in love with the cash
I been in the studio workin hard to the max
I , cant , I cannot never, ever fall back
Im in my Birkin, nigga
Run up, we murkin niggas
I got some shooters, they ready to ride
I send em, they lurkin, nigga
Im in my Birkin, nigga
Run up, Im murkin niggas
I got some shooters, they ready to ride
I send em, they lurkin, nigga
Bitch, Im from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York
Look, Im from the town
Send me the addy, Im huntin em down
Get off the stage and I jump in the crowd
They keep sayin we too wild
I fell in love with the crowd
They fell in love with the sound
Grrt , baow, baow, baow, baow, baow
Attention , move round with a vengeance
Baow , bend em
Throw it down, offend em, ayy, ayy, ayy
Im with the demons and henchmen
Uh , we cant wait until we see us a victim
Give me the money, I need it, Im itchin
Them niggas know when I see them, its different
Uh , I know he an opp cause my finger keep twitchin
Baow, leavin him lifted
Blicky , blick him , blick him , blick him
Bitch, Im from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York
Got fifty-two shots in this Glock, bet a nigga wont let up
XD, youngin totin Beretta
Rufflin feathers
I leave em deader
I got your bitch suckin on my treasure
I woo for the floss, yeah, we do it better
I got the hoes like Im Hugh Hefner
Bitch, Im a dog, Im a blue devil
One dead in Neiman, scannin, its readin
Perc head, Im geekin, shit turn me to a demon
Bad bitch named RiRi, nice, but treeshy
She want me to breed her, Im like, "Nah, bitch, you sneaky"
I make it rain on whoever, I make it rain that Woo weather
Nigga, I put in pain, Im the shooter and the driver, and I rock Cartier frames
Crush the paper, fry the tool, put an eighth in my spliff, roll
Get in my zone, hop in the Rolls, smokin opps to the face
Bitch, Im from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, Im from Zoo York |
Melo
You see Kamale, straight away, yeah
Uh, look, why the fuck you got that blixky chain on, nigga?
Take it off
Traphouse Mob
All the opp niggas know I be flexin
I did 15 on my check-ins
Big Louboutin when Im steppin
Big .38 for the weapon
Woo, woo
All the opp niggas know I be flexin
I did 15 on my check-ins
Big .38 for the weapon
We gon hit him and finish him, nobody innocent if you aint dead, better lay down
All the judge give us sentences, free all my menaces
All on the island like, "What now?"
Flossy the jungle where niggas gon rumble
I aim at your head, we dont spray ground
We gon shoot one or two, we gon boom up the room
Back out the chop, we go spray rounds
See that .40 on me, roll a forty clip
I bet I make his ass do forty flips
Sheff G, sauce him up
Sheff G told me sauce him up
Woo
Fuck KiKi
Tell Shanie he can suck a dick
Bullets making him sleepy like Hallow
One in the head if a nigga wan follow
Niggas only respect you because your brother
Double-punched you and you called your mother
Thats what brothers do for one another
Thats the only reason I aint put you under
That double G will make a nigga cry
Smokin big KiKi till a nigga high
I cant trust a bitch cause these bitches lie
And thats how a couple my niggas died
Yeah, Im big 092, woo
I posted on the lanes, I be flossin
Bentley truck when Im slidin, my bitches exotic, my hands off the wheel when Im parking
Jamos told me get the cash
Amiri the denims, dont ask what it cost though
He get nailed to the cross if he SRK
Lets talk about it if you feel a way
Nigga everything K
Big 24, dont call me blood
Kick down the door
Big 092, show no remorse
Buyin designer, all in the stores
Cant get you out, bitch, you a whore
For my lil guy
Dusse on a floor
I make a call, bitch and its war
Two liter Sprite , I pour a four
Pull up TD, I got ten in my jeans
Pop out with me, was on TV
Patek Phillipe, Givenchy tee
I need a mil, been in these streets
Know that Im Floss, come to the East
LOAB, screamin, "Free Ree"
Shooters in plaza, stay with the sleaze
So I call the Ape, free Melly Gz
All the opp niggas know I be flexin
I did 15 on my check-ins
Big Louboutin when Im steppin
Big .38 for the weapon
Woo, woo
All the opp niggas know I be flexin
I did 15 on my check-ins
Big .38 for the weapon |
Shoot for the stars , aim for the moon
You aint cool , til I say you woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, are you dumb? Look
You dont know what you started, I pop a Perc, go retarded
I got the drip, it came straight from the faucet
Mr. Dior-Dior, they know where it started, yeah
She wanna Netflix and chill, fuck off the pill
Go in the store, shop in Dior
Come to my crib, take all my shirts
Pop all my Percs and sleep in my drawers
You talkin too much, baby, pour up a four
We both bust a nut, now leave me alone
When we in Miami, we stay at the Mondrian
We pull up to LIV in the Cullinan
Welcome her to the party
The afterpartys afterparty, then party again
Hundred bitches, hardly any men
In my room is where the party began
Then take a flight to Bora Bora, its time to catch a tan, look
I said free all my niggas thats sentenced, stuck up in the jail
I could show you how to vibe, but I cant be ya man
Uh-huh
Shoot for the stars
Aim for the moon
You aint cool , til I say you cool
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah
Yeah, Pop Smoke the woo
I play with the check and its blue
We mobbin and tyin, no shoe
You play with the group, we gon shoot
He in Dior, Im in Prada
We rich, we came from the bottom
Im a Migo, I feel like a doctor
Goin surgical with the new chopper
Five hundred thousand, Im in flex mode
We got all the work, we make your trap close
Gang havin loyalty, we ten toes
Nah, nobody givin up, why would the gang fold?
We outside, we totin them bangers, we not shootin at strangers
Say what you wanna say, long as it aint us cause my niggas gon hang ya
Look at them young niggas goin crazy-crazy, man, them niggas too dangerous
We gonna make em famous, the beautiful country got stars and bangers
Shoot for the stars, aim for the moon
You aint cool til I say you cool
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
Dread Woo, nigga, the fuck, nigga?
Fuck is wrong with niggas?
Niggas dont really be on shit
Niggas really be fuckin broke, nigga
09 to the fuckin Swish, nigga
We see niggas in traffic, nigga
Then Ricky run, nigga, yeah
Suck my dick, nigga
To all the fuckin opps
You know whats up, nigga, gang
, look
I make it rain on whoever
I make it rain, that Woo weather
Bitch, Im a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner
I make it rain on whoever
I make it rain, that Woo weather
Bitch, Im a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner
I cant fuck with these niggas, they not a hundred
Trap phone keep jumpin
Until the fiends dont want it
Tell Drell keep drummin
Tell Dread keep dumpin
Run, Ricky, he runnin , run, Ricky, he runnin, look
Gas in the air , you can smell the aroma
Bet I change up the motion, Pop Smoke in the Rover
Pop Smoke run em over, big wheel in the ocean
Everything icy , three carats and a pointer
Look, aint no apology
These niggas doubted me, I keep a pole tucked
Run up, catch a cold cut
Put his head on his shoulder
Got the guns in the sofa
Nigga, whats the commotion?
Put the guns in a holster
Til they smokin with the soldiers
Then Im back in the deep end
Trap, trap all season
Trap open on the weekends
Niggas mad cause Im eatin
And Im in the flossy
Where we stay reckless
Twenty-five on the left wrist
Spent twenty-five on the necklace
Have your mama like, "Woah, there go Pop Smoke"
Know the opps cant stand me
Rolls Royce, no Camry
Or skrrt off in the Panny
Hoodie on, duckin cameras
If my opps in the foreign
Then we shootin up the Phantom
Know Im outside , and I keep a pole
And Im on the roads , 30K a show
Get it in between , get it any means
Amiri for the jeans , let a nigga run
I make it rain on whoever
I make it rain, that Woo weather
Bitch, Im a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner
I make it rain on whoever
I make it rain, that Woo weather
Bitch, Im a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner
I cant fuck with these niggas, they not a hundred
Trap phone keep jumpin
Until the fiends dont want it
Tell Drell keep drummin
Tell Dread keep dumpin
Run, Ricky, he runnin, run, Ricky, he runnin, look
Gas in the air, you can smell the aroma
Bet I change up the motion, Pop Smoke in the Rover
Pop Smoke run em over, big wheel in the ocean
Everything icy, three carats in the pointer
Hello, this is a prepaid collect call from Rowdy baby, bitch
I got the call behind the wall that its still lit, then fuck it
I told Fetty go and up it
My niggas aint talkin, they dumpin
I treat his face like Busta Rhymes, why you say that? I touch it
Then I threw the grip inside of the toilet with no remorse and flushed it
Why niggas still bluffin? I still havent seen nothin
My chain hang, dont tuck it, I touch down, Im bustin
Tell the label I need five Ms, if not, I aint signing nothin
Cause Im on a flight with a Russian, getting head, concussion
And niggas saying that its lit, real shit, its nothin
Cause Im in the Wraith with your bitch, gettin lit, stuntin
Pole out in any weather, shit on Rowdy, you could never
Go and grab your umbrella, cause we make it rain on whoever
Baow, we make it rain on whoever
Look, I make it rain on whoever
I make it rain, that Woo weather
Bitch, Im a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner
I make it rain on whoever
I make it rain, that Woo weather
Bitch, Im a dog, a blue devil
I got the hoes like Hugh Hefner |
, niggas sayin they outside
Niggas sayin they outside
Send the addy, we gon slide
Air it out when we arrive
Poppin that shit, but they dont want the smoke
She like it rough when we fuck, so Im grabbin that bitch by the throat
Niggas sayin they outside
Send the addy, we gon slide
Heard he was talkin, but he never jumped out the stu
Think that its sweet til I pull up and pop out and shoot
And they say I got the juice
I bought the Dior, Dior, now thats all I rock for the shoes, ayy
Porsche niggas, hot boy, you aint in the field, you a top boy
We gon tie that boy up like a cowboy
Im the one that they envy like Calboy
Broke bitches aint allowed
She wanna fuck with a real one when real niggas back in style
I aint no window shopper, your man out here window shoppin
I be in all the stores, and no, we aint window shoppin
She throw it back cause Im poppin
Im makin plays with her, we run it back like a option
, niggas sayin they outside
Niggas sayin they outside
Send the addy, we gon slide
Air it out when we arrive
Poppin that shit, but they dont want the smoke
She like it rough when we fuck, so Im grabbin that bitch by the throat
Niggas sayin they outside
Send the addy, we gon slide
Just cause I dance, dont think Im pussy, dont make me pull up with the stick
I got a Louis V bag to match with the fit
VVS-1s on my wrist
All this water on me, I got water for me and my bitch
Drownin , flooded
They told me the price, I said, "Fuck it"
I spent it all with no budget
If it aint a hundred, I aint budgin
I made like two hundred in London
You out here gassin these bitches, you pumpin shit up like you Budden
If I see an opp, Ima throw out the car
Im at the crib with your bitch, she came with a dress, she left with no drawers
She love how I talk
She know that papi outside, she know Im the king of New York
, niggas sayin they outside
Niggas sayin they outside
Send the addy, we gon slide
Air it out when we arrive
Poppin that shit, but they dont want the smoke
She like it rough when we fuck, so Im grabbin that bitch by the throat
Niggas sayin they outside
Send the addy, we gon slide |
Mm, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ah, uh, uh
Look
Show out, show up
Back out, pole up
Man down, roll up
Man down, roll up
Show out, show up
Back out, pole up
Man down, roll up
Man down, roll up
All my niggas is ready to go
Pop Smoke, big smoke
Clip in the stick, stick in the coat
And they got guns same size as Kevin Hart
Please dont think its a joke
Back on tour with the gang and its sold out
Twenty-two dates, I aint missin a show
Got the ladies hittin my phone
Got the mandem hittin the woah
Me plus ten on the list, they know how Im comin, Im bringin the bros
And I got Gs thats stuck in the trap, no government name, they stick to the code
Left wrist Audemars Piguet, right wrist whippin the whip on the stove
He dont care bout fame, he just tryna get rich on the low
Show out, show up
Back out, pole up
Man down, roll up
Man down, roll up
Show out, show up
Back out, pole up
Man down, roll up
Man down, roll up
Me and the team runnin up, hit em up, send em up, get em on impact
Pull up on scene, have em all lookin, we stuntin, no, can not forget that
Gather round, niggas, the realer, mane
Look in the mirror, see who you are
All of this evil thats in my way, I pray to God with open arms
No, cant trip, get grip, hands all over these chips, watch this flip
No, see, I aint no bitch but Im bent
I parlay with chicks, the man, the myth
See, Im not dwellin on that
Focus on runnin these laps, believe
Who could it be?
Why am I feelin so hellish? The devil, indeed
Lord, are you hearin me call out? Ayy
Lord, are you hearin me call out? Ayy
Am I lost? Pray for me, ooh, yeah
Dream on, fly away , dream on
Lord, are you hearin me call out? Ayy
Lord, are you hearin me call out? Ayy
Am I lost? Pray for me, whats it cost? Everything
Dream on, fly away, dream on
Show out, show up
Back out, pole up
Man down, roll up
Man down, roll up
Show out, show up
Back out, pole up
Man down, roll up
Man down, roll up |
Uh?
808Melo
Traphouse Mob
This is a Melo Beat
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
My bitch a foreigner and she love to fuck
She suck it up, make her fall in love
Put that on her tongue, Perky on her tongue
She do the walks for us , make her one of us
The gas that Im smokin potent
Ice on my neck snowin
Im dark skin, glowin
Off the Perky, Im rollin
Valet, park it
Im screamin, Im barkin
They like, "Poppy, why you startin?"
Pop a Perc, go retarded
They know Im wildin, I need that respect
Seven hundred grams, icy baguettes
Pop Smoke, niggas know Im up next
Drac keep on shootin until its none left
Im 823, yeah, I throw up the set
Twenty years old, but I move like the vet
You talk out your mouth, you better invest in a vest
Nigga, cause you could get left
Your bitch is a foreigner, huh?
I fuck her and pass her
Show her the difference between a dog and a master
Lamborghini truck, floorin
Got your bitch in the back whorin
She like, "Papi, I adore you"
Im like, "Baby, I aint normal," rrr
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Hoodie on, it get scary
Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary
Christian Dior I need more
Dont do Saint Laurent anymore
Yeah, na-na-na, let it off
Yeah, lets go
Yeah, forty-five in my drawers
And they say I sound like a dog, hah
On God, I meant fraud
I was in all the stores
I bought every Hermes scarf, yeah
Do you feel me?
Thousand pair of Mike Amiris
But I still need more
I could go on and on, yeah
I aint even gotta talk, yeah
Chopper go na-na-na
Hoodie on with a semi
Young nigga with a Richie
Young nigga with a Richie
The Richie the one that had came with the big head, nigga, Jimmy
Headshot, thats a jimmy
Big dawg in my city
Kill a opp in this bitch
Red dot to her titty, yeah
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner |
Look, woo
Look
Im downtown Chicago, on Michigan Ave with Polo and we on some woo shit
I walk into Saks Fifth with a bad bitch and we both feelin’ ruthless
If I see a opp in the spot, I look him in his face like, "You aint gon do shit"
Saucin’ , too lit
Headshot , clueless
They fell in love with the movement
I see a opp and Im boomin
You get the money, it come with confusion
Dont try to teach me, nigga, I know what Im doin
Fivi , uh , she saw me and started droolin
Big dope , boofin’
Snowflake , coolin
I get the money and dip, huh
I don’t go to war less Im fully equipped, uh
Everywhere I go, Im good with a bitch, yeah, look
I got a fast whip
Shooter shootin’, then he pass grip, uh
Dont say you smokin on my niggas , cause that be your last spliff
Hitter with me, he do mad hits
Turned my bitch into a bad bitch
Dropped a song and I got mad lit
All I did was give em ad-libs, ayy, ayy, ayy
Too rough, we know how to play, uh
I did a show, thats out of state
I make them bitches go out of they way, Fivi
Look
Im downtown Chicago, on Michigan Ave with Polo and we on some woo shit
I walk into Saks Fifth with a bad bitch and we both feelin ruthless
If I see a opp in the spot, I look him in his face like, "You aint gon do shit"
Saucin , too lit
Headshot , clueless
They fell in love with the movement
I see a opp and Im boomin
You get the money, it come with confusion
Dont try to teach me, nigga, I know what Im doin
Fivi , uh , she saw me and started droolin
Big dope , boofin
Snowflake , coolin
I just took a jet from the Raq in New York with the gang and we on some woo shit
And we really outside and my crew lit
We too deep, aint nobody gon do shit
If its a problem, my young nigga shoot shit
Stakin out like a date up in Ruth Chris
In the field, we took more than a few risks
Mike Amiri jeans full of blue strips
I might get frostbite, all this ice on me, tell em, "Stitch me a new wrist"
I just dropped ten racks up at Louis, I spent like a band on my new kicks
Make a hater throw up cause my coupe sick
I cant fuck on that ho cause Im too rich
Make a hater throw up cause my coupe sick
I cant fuck on that ho cause Im too rich
Look
Im downtown Chicago, on Michigan Ave with Polo and we on some woo shit
I walk into Saks Fifth with a bad bitch and we both feelin ruthless
If I see a opp in the spot, I look him in his face like, "You aint gon do shit"
Saucin , too lit
Headshot , clueless
They fell in love with the movement
I see a opp and Im boomin
You get the money, it come with confusion
Dont try to teach me, nigga, I know what Im doin
Fivi , uh , she saw me and started droolin
Big dope , boofin
Snowflake , coolin |
Baby, when we gon slide?
When we gon slide?
Its Pop Smoke
5167 Patek Philippe on the wrist
Why we in the bed? We couldve did it in the whip
Baby, Im just tryna fuck , not make love
If you tryna have some kids, thats a dub
Said Im bout to put this condom on right now
From the look up in your eyes
You already told me once
So you dont gotta tell me twi-i-ice
Baby, jump up on this bike, look forward and pedal
Let me rock your world, you never had this hard metal
Baby, Im a gangster, gentleman in disguise
Just came home after doin some time
Let me woo ya nina, just read between the lines
Just read between the lines, yeah
Its six in the morning and Im tryna get you, baby
All he wanna do is gas me
How we end up in the backseat?
Just tryna get to the bag
We on the same page, you the same way
Only keep the fam around me
So let me know what its gon be
I dont plan on gettin no sleep, while we
Doin our thing, movin too fast
Candy paint with the windows all black
Seats crème brûlée, what they gon say?
With the top down screamin, "Money aint a thing"
And we up til six in the mornin
When the sun rise, we be on it
Ooh, I got five, you know its all live
Tell me when to go, baby, when we gon slide?
Baby, when we gon slide? Hey, uh
Up all night, baby, when we gon slide? Yeah
Up all night, baby, when we gon slide? Oh, oh
Up all night, baby, when we gon slide?
Look, youre just my type
Baby, when we gon slide?
Ill put you in a G-Wagen if thats your vibe
And I aint even gon lie
Dont you ever play around, even when youre mad, youre mine
Baby, dont you ever switch sides
You know I can see it in your eyes
Yeah, we on the same page, we on the same wave
Drinkin champagne on the airplane
Bustdown on your pinkies and your earrings
I know they call me Boogie Man, but it aint scary
All this money on me, its a damn shame
And I dont want you to ever feel embarrassed
So I bought you some baguettes, I bought you some carats
Yeah, but I think I was over my head, movin too fast
Doin our thing, movin too fast
Candy paint with the windows all black
Seats crème brûlée, what they gon say?
With the top down screamin, "Money aint a thing"
And we up til six in the mornin
When the sun rise, we be on it
Ooh, I got five, you know its all live
Tell me when to go, baby, when we gon slide?
Baby, when we gon slide? Hey, uh
Up all night, baby, when we gon slide? Yeah
Up all night, baby, when we gon slide? Oh, oh
Up all night, baby, when we gon slide? Uh
You gon keep on givin it up, it aint no stoppin you
You a queen, liftin you up, I had to drop a few
Bad bitches, cut em loose, they tried to take that spot from you
Told her, "Im tryna cuff," she said, "I dont see no cop in you"
Diamonds big as a fist, VVS on her wrist
Every day a vacation, dont get no hotter than this
Relax, baby, lay it back, askin you to sit right down
Buttnaked on the table, you the shit right now
Fake love dont exist
When it come to me and who Im really fuckin with
Haters always on my dick, but not the one suckin it
Always lookin at my pic, callin me by my government
Whats the plan? Whats your goals? What you really lookin for?
I got Benz, I got Ghost, Im the man, Im the G.O.A.T.
Makin angels in the snow, dont keep playin with your nose
Take a stroll down the coast
South of France, we in Cannes, let me drive the boat
Doin our thing, movin too fast
Candy paint with the windows all black
Seats crème brûlée, what they gon say?
With the top down screamin, "Money aint a thing"
And we up til six in the mornin
When the sun rise, we be on it
Ooh, I got five, you know its all live
Tell me when to go, baby, when we gon slide?
Baby, when we gon slide? Hey, uh
Up all night, baby, when we gon slide? Yeah
Up all night, baby, when we gon slide? Oh, oh
Up all night, baby, when we gon slide? Uh |
TrapHouseMob
Whats rockin, cuz?
AXL
This is a Melo Beat , look
Dior on my body
Head to toe like a mannequin
Amiri denims got them panickin
I pour a four in my Fanta
If my opps in a foreign
Then we shootin up the Phantom
Dior on my body
Head to toe like a mannequin
Amiri denims got them panickin
I pour a four in my Fanta
If my opps in a foreign
Then we shootin up the Phantom
Big Glock up on my hip
That mean I dont ever slip
Run up on me, Ima whack a nigga
Clap a nigga, skate off in the whip
Gucci foreign, see the drip
Fifty-five hundred the fit
55K on my wrist
Im tired of jackin, my money legit
Trav got the Urus, Boy got the Huracan
I got the Range, and all of them paid
Im from the floss, Im a double G
And I know bout puttin in pain
I spent fifty on my left wrist
Another hundred on the chain
Try to reach and we takin shots close range
Baow, bang, hit his brain
Catch me an opp, Ima treat him and beat him and show him he lame
I lost my brother, shit wont be the same
Ever since then, I been goin insane
Do it for Smelly, I do it for gang
And nina gon wet em up, show em my pain
Big Louboutin for the steppin
Big .38 for the weapon
And I catch a case for nothin
I back the Wraith for nothin
Gas em up, Getty
Rock steady, rock steady
Shots hit your belly
Runtz pack got me deady
Checks, Chevy
Swing at BOA, we ready
R.I.P. them fallen soldiers
Screamin free my nigga Melly
All this shit been in my mind
Smokin dope, Im gettin deady
Lotta pressures on my shoulders
Steady movin, but its heavy
I was posted by the deli
Any means to get it, early morning, I was ready
Think I fell in love with fetti
She give super neck, I think I fell in love with Betty
Tati ate it like spaghetti
I aint even mean to say it, but Im bein petty
2020, vision steady
You know I aint finna hesi
Crossover for the cheddy
Dior on my body
Head to toe like a mannequin
Amiri denims got them panickin
I pour a four in my Fanta
If my opps in a foreign
Then we shootin up the Phantom
Dior on my body
Head to toe like a mannequin
Amiri denims got them panickin
I pour a four in my Fanta
If my opps in a foreign
Then we shootin up the Phantom |
This is a Melo beat
Traphouse Mob
Baby girl, come and meet the woo
She know we keep a tool
Big knockin on my body
Watch who you speaking to
Baby girl, come and meet the woo
Big knockin on my body
The beat went off?
I call Ace Makaveli, got treesh in the telly
Shawty wan fuck off a glass of some Henny
Dont call my phone, got the feds on my celly
Flight to Miami, put dick in her belly
Wanna make bread, tell her open up Welly
TD, OA, Tander, Citi, Chevy
Pull up in Rovers, catch him, its over
Spinnin like Julius Sover
Shoot down Hawthorne, shooting like Korver
Put that boy head on his shoulders
Swerving, give him two shots if he twirling, uh
Burn him, I promise its gon be a murder
If I catch him, I hurt him
Sliding, I murk him
Look at that boy looking nervous
I got one thing for sure, I got two things for certain
Wrap that boy up in a curtain, uh
Touchy, I drop thirty-eight on his touchy
I made it flip off this uppy
I turn that boy to a duppy, uh
Balmain, true blue, ocean
Mystery, potion
Back out, toast him
Pop Smoke run him over, over, over
Baby girl, come and meet the woo
She know we keep a tool
Big knockin on my body
Watch who you speaking to
Baby girl, come and meet the woo
Big knockin on my body
Watch who you speaking to |
This is a Melo beat
Uh
I need that money, that power, respect
I need that money, that power, respect
I need that money, that power, respect
I need that money, that power, respect
I need that money
I need that money, that power, respect
I need that money, that power, respect
Wait, its big 092MLBOA
G’d you
You got a gun, nigga, me too, me too
Fly down your block like a eagle
We makin movie like Regal
Gd you
No, you can’t hide, boy, I see you, see you
You aint gettin bread nigga, gd you
Fuck is you talkin bout back out, brush em
Know some niggas thatll shoot you for nothin’
Gang get to spin early morning
No politics, ain’t no discussions
Back out your knife, cut em , come to my block, brush ’em
Big Nappy Blue, thats the cig homie and we gon hurt you if you touch him
Said it’s Big Papi stunnin, they see me, start runnin cause they know the gang that Im reppin
Treesha, Dirty Diana, go get a breath mint before you come get a session
What you know bout, what you know bout fuckin up checkses
30 , 30 the weapon, gun kicking like its Tekken
Woo, woo back, walk in the party with two straps
Walk in the party like, "Who that?"
Say the wrong thing, we gon shoot that
Shoot first, shoot back
Its automatic when the Woos clap
Lotta talk on my name, cant prove that
Nigga say Im a bitch, Im like "Who that?"
I come to your block with like two 9s
Everybody know Im 92
Gun to his head if he die Woo
If you dont like me, I dont like you, woo
Im 823 and Im certified
Know that Im crip, let that burner fly
I fuck with some movers and Maybachs
I fuck with some rollers and paybacks
Smoke, free throw, give two shots like free throws
Pick up your shells then reload
No, we dont fuck with them people
On the block with a choppa with just me and Chop, we chillin, we killers and scamming niggas
From the Floss to the H to the K to the rock
Free Melly Gz out the slammer, nigga
OSHA30, yeah, I play with that stick, no construction, I play with that hammer, nigga
I dont play disrespect, nigga, watch what you say
My .38 never jam, my nigga
808 , 808
Shoot then I get away, then I go skate in a GLA
Sailed away , brodie got locked but he out cause he puttin that bail away
Tell her, "Wait" , no, I cant fuck you today, so you know that I tell her, wait
Heaven gates, Im tryna send him to heaven gates
I need that money, that power, respect
I need that money, that power, respect
I need that money, that power, respect
I need that money, that power, respect
I need that money
I need that money, that power, respect
I need that money, that power, respect
Wait, its big 092MLBOA
Gd you! |
So, you got the job doing what?
Bro, I get paid to snitch now, nigga
Its really classified, I cant really talk about this shit, my nigga
Oh, my God
Only reason Im tellin you this, cause you my boy
But dont fuck with me, you see what I did to Roger
You seen what I did to Roger
Forty years
He had forty years?
Forty years, bitch, you dont wanna sign that plea
Forty years
Damn
Dont fuck with me
Seth the chef
Buddah blessed this beat
Yeah, Huncho
Look at my status
No, Im not braggin, Im not average
My bitch want a Patek
I bought her a whip and I told her, "Stop naggin"
Too much jewelry, my diamonds is blastin
I bought it off backend
The club is packed in
Step in your city, we goin in
Drop the top, lets blow the wind
Fuck the cops, we goin big
Niggas out here hate the kid, cause I run it up when supposed to be dead, uh
Bitch, Im a player
Nigga, were trappin and checkin the mail, yeah
Look at my layers, designer my jacket, Im handin out bills, yeah
These niggas dead, soon as I said it, they wanna go tell, yeah
The way that you playin , niggas out here be workin with 12
Damn , snitchin
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh
Damn, snitchin
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh
Snitchin
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh
Damn, snitchin
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh
They workin, they clockin, they watchin
No stoppin, no options, we ballin, we poppin
We goin, lets go, get money, get mo, the show
I got it, and theres plenty mo on the boat
Nigga, we came from the bottom
Yes, its time for the bosses to toast
Me and the dog got collars
We puttin diamonds on top of the chokers
Fuck nigga, come in the lane
Shit, we droppin him off like a floater
I aint gon mention his name
But if he do, its like that then its over
Damn, snitchin
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh
Damn, snitchin
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh
Snitchin
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh
Damn, snitchin
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh
Smoke, look
Said I pull up, Amiri, got ninas attached
Walk in the buildin, I shake up the room
Fuck on your lady, no feelings attached
Just dont talk out your mouth cause she holdin the broom
Yeah, yeah, walk in , then walk up out it
Theres never a day I dont walk without it
Shoot a nigga, never talk about it
Cause these niggas be rats, yeah
I had to shoot it in class
I had the ninas attached
Fuckin round, see, I had the best batch
If Quavo told me get him, then Ima do the dash
Yeah, yeah, dash , I take off like a rocket
Damn, snitchin
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh
Damn, snitchin
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh
Snitchin
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh
Damn
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh
Bobby Brown, Bobby Brown
Pick a town, lock it down
Chrome Hearts, Chrome Hearts
Bitches love my style
Look at how my wrist glow, huh
Two-fifty just for the watch, uh
Post on the block, I was servin vanilla
I caught a wave on some Maison Margiela
Audemars, water, Beretta, vendetta
Stella McCartney, it came with the bezel
Takin off just like a rocket, got racks in my pocket
Im havin my way with these hoes
Shawty in love with my diamonds, she love how they twinkle
She love how they glisten and glow
Pour up a four like Im young Tony Snow
One in the head, 99 more to go
Winnin and winnin, pull up like a GOAT
Trippin, dont spill, that chinchilla on the floor
Came from the gutter, thats word from the bro
Im Evel Knievel, these niggas some divas
Im really havin more hits than The Beatles
I was out trappin with keys like Alicia
I be finessin my plug, got it cheaper
Bought some new killers, I bought some new choppers, hey
Im on the block with the Devil, I hang with the robbers
Any hood we go, they treat me like God, huh
Switch up the flow for the visual
Just so you know that Im spiritual
All of my money identical
Blue faces, blue faces, keep it one hundred
They want that Woo shit
Niggas gon shoot shit
You aint no Woo, nigga
You aint gon do shit
Damn, snitchin
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh
Damn, snitchin
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh
Snitchin
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh
Niggas be out here snitchin |
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh, uh, uh-huh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, look
Its a whole lotta Glocks
Mops , TECs
Shots , thots
Knots , rocks
Ooters , ooters
Shooters , shooters
Rugers , Rugers
Know a nigga cooler than a cooler
Let me tell you why the opp niggas hate me
Cause I rock the nation, JAY-Z
Baby, baby
Baby, how the fuck can you play me? Ah
Walk with it, never walk without it
Shoot a nigga, never talk about it
Sold out shows, yeah we teed up
Christian Dior for the sneaker
At least 10K for the feature
Take your bitch home, I eat her
Wanna play games with the heat and the rockets?
Say the wrong thing, Ima pop it
Im a big dog, you aint know though
Gunshot, forward
Headshot, lower
I shoot a nigga then roll up
Rollie on my wrist, gun up on my hip
Please dont say the wrong thing
You could get hit
I fuck with the Bloods but Im Crip, huh
Im big 092, nigga, woo, huh
Know I had the guns in the school
Lil nigga, dont act like a fool
I leave that pussy wet, like a pool
Its a whole lotta Glocks
Mops , TECs
Shots , thots
Knots , rocks
Ooters , ooters
Shooters , shooters
Rugers , Rugers
Know a nigga cooler than a cooler
Its a whole lotta Glocks
Mops , TECs
Shots , thots
Knots , rocks
Ooters , ooters
Shooters , shooters
Rugers , Rugers
Know a nigga cooler than a cooler
Everythings signed, its sealed
Baby girl, let me know if your love is real
Is it real? Is it real?
Cause if it aint, I gotta go
These are things I gotta know
Walk outside, I keep a pole
Ive been wildin on the roads
Did 20K all in a day
Put some money in the safe
Gave five to my lawyer
Then I went and bagged the Wraith
Catch a body out the Tesla
Know the Woos do it better
If I dont got it, Ima take it
Cause a nigga gotta eat
This my life, no fakin
Yeah, Im really in the streets
All these pussy niggas hatin
I sit back and sip a tea
I order steak on my lobster
Bon appétit
I drop 50K off to Sam
Patek Philippe
Its a whole lotta Glocks
Mops , TECs
Shots , thots
Knots , rocks
Ooters , ooters
Shooters , shooters
Rugers , Rugers
Know a nigga cooler than a cooler |
Trippin
Wildin on television
You could
Still see a nigga tell the vision
Pimpin
Boy, these boys, pimpin
Different
These boys, boys
Pop was here last week
He was talkin about Brooklyn and the place Brooklyn was at
How they were really like, thrivin like right now
He was, you know, he was tryna, pull people up with him
He wasnt even into where he was about to be
He just was trying to; he was trying to get there
I mean, he was on his, he was well on his way
Um, its just tragic, twenty yеars old, rest in peace
God blеss Pop Smoke
Look, nigga, we made it
Nigga, we made it, we made it
Nigga, we made it
Thank God that I made it
Nigga, we made it, we made it
Look, momma, I made it
Look, I remember the days, same fit for a week straight
I used to eat fifty-cent cake, now, its Philippes
Its Philippes for the steak and hella thots up in the Wraith
I cant wife that thot, tell that bitch, "Get out of my face"
We killed your big brother; we killed your little brother
Now, its Philippes; its filets for the steak
And hella thots up in the Wraith
Said I hop in a Lamb and skrrt off, I spent fifty up in Bergdorf
I got shit you never heard of, buy it, I dont care what it cost, no
And I always keep a pole, rain, snow; I did a hundred on a pro
If you droppin a woo, we come where you live
Glock 9, infrared, pull up, and empty the clip, woo
Dread had the strap all summer in the Floss movin reckless
Please do not play wit me, nigga, I keep a K wit me
Look, nigga, we made it
Nigga, we made it, we made it
Nigga, we made it
Thank God that I made it
Nigga, we made it, we made it
Look, momma, I made it
Nigga, we made it
Huh?
We come from the trenches, nigga
Trap, trap, same fit for a week straight
You know what Im sayin?
Fifty-cent cake, now, we eatin Philippes steak
Look, Tyler got the album of the year, for now
But Pop about to drop, I see the platinum in the clouds
Now Push about to drop, so real trappers stick around
The crown is only for the king, they tryna place it on a clown
I declare war, nickname He Sell Raw
Different city, same ghetto, bring the Woos on tour
Push start, drop top, 812, two-door
Baby Rover, Benz, coupe, bitch, you gotta choose yours
How can I not? Woo, how can I not?
When a brick is thirty-six, bitch, how could I stop?
These Richard Milles are one-of-one, shit, how could I watch?
We made it, we made it, whether you like it or not
Look, nigga, we made it
Nigga, we made it, we made it
Nigga, we made it
Thank God that I made it
Nigga, we made it, we made it
Look, momma, I made it |
Yeah, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
Paranoia, Im havin thoughts in my head
Im bout to party in Cartier, yeah
Walk in the club with two straps
When I "Woo," "Woo" back
Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior, ooh
I told her back off fore Im bout to catch a body
Bitch, this puller aint no fuckin Miley Cyrus, Kawasaki
She gon ride it like a Harley, niggas hardly gettin money right now
I told this bitch, "I cant keep up, most of my thoughts in the clouds"
Paranoid, I know some niggas wanna see me gone
Just made twenty mil, Im tryna fuckin enjoy
Fore you kick my door down and shoot, thats my lil boy
Keep a tool, loose screws, baby
When you "Woo," Ima "Woo" back
Aim at his head , put half a mil on a case and go to bed, slatt, slatt , yeah, yeah
Paranoia , Im havin thoughts in my head
Im bout to party in Cartier, yeah
Walk in the club with two straps
When I "Woo," "Woo" back
Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior
Mmm, I gotta be paranoid
Grippin that FN, you know the streets at war
Let in no one and make sure you lock the door
They hate and love blind, then you gotta watch your dog
Im sorry, but Im not sorry
Cops pulled me over cause Im in a Rari
Got top off, but lil mama ridin shotty
Me and Woo gon shake the room, might catch a body
Real niggas, we love to party like every day
I bought that bitch a Masi, we to the grave
Baby Boy and Taraji, I took some molly
Float like Im Ali, tryna stay sane
Paranoia, Im havin thoughts in my head
Im bout to party in Cartier, yeah
Walk in the club with two straps
When I "Woo," "Woo" back
Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior
I just did six days in London, paranoia
Shoot for the stars, aim for the moon
Thoughts in my head, know that Im Woo
When you see me, you know that Im Woo
When you see me, you know that Im Woo
I said paranoia, I got some thoughts in my head
Im bout to party in Cartier, yeah
Walk in the club with two straps
When I "Woo," "Woo" back
Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior
Thats the paranoia, oh, paranoia
I said Im paranoid, paranoia |
Traphouse Mob
Woo
Woo, woo
Its Big 092MLBOA
Uh, I bet I shake the room
Swerve
Go head and shake the room, yeah, go head and shake the room
I bet I shake the room
Wait
Swerve
Go head and shake the room, huh, go head and shake the room
I bet I shake the room
Uh, Quavo
How bout I shake the room?
Chop gon sweep the broom
Everybody runnin and duckin, Im clearin the room
Shoot one time, seein double time like you on shrooms
On the other line, its a FaceTime, say a nigga on the news
We bout to shake in this bitch
Frosted Flake on the wrist
The gang aint playin and shit
In New York, I gotta shake in this bitch
Shake, shake, shake, shake
Peel back ya toupee
Money move the conversate
Put em up on the plate
Baby shakin in the waist
Hit the flashlight to see her face
And she lookin like a snack
Birkin bag on the way
I bet I shake the room
Swerve
Go head and shake the room, yeah, go head and shake the room
I bet I shake the room
Wait
Swerve
Go head and shake the room, huh, go head and shake the room
I bet I shake the room
Baby , shake it
I pop a Perc, feel amazing
Straight Henny, no chaser
Niggas be talkin hot til they get burned
I dont fuck with niggas cause these niggas be sherm
Lil nigga, stay in your place, wait for your turn
Respect aint given, nigga, its earned
In the Bugatti , 5719 with baguettes
Flag in the air, hold on , ref , ref
In the LaFerrari, cant rent this
With a brown lil thing, Reeses
Steven Victor in a Pista
Dior got no creases
Art gallery
Six-point-one for the painting
George Condos
Cost more than your condo , wait
I bet I shake the room
Swerve
Go head and shake the room, yeah, go head and shake the room
I bet I shake the room
Wait
Swerve
Go head and shake the room, huh, go head and shake the room
I bet I shake the room |
Traphouse Mob
Uh
Shout out my 50 Clocc niggas, my 100 Clocc niggas
Big 092MLBOA to the Swish, uh
FTO shit, free Jeezy, free Clutch, free Melly Gs, man
Ten K, what up? Trav, what up? Uh
Pull up, we snatching your babas
Big 092, those my guys
Pull up and change the scenario
Act up and bullets start tearing em, uh
My body different, hop in the foreign, Im drifting
Tell Dread lift him, give him bald head like he Clifton
Pull up, we snatching your babas
Big 092, those my guys
Pull up and change the scenario
Act up and bullets start tearing em, uh
My body different, hop in the foreign, Im drifting
Tell Dread lift him, give him bald head like he Clifton
I dont know why these 50 niggas talkin hot
There be no 50 niggas on the scene
I got like fifty rounds up in that clip
I put that fifty clip up to your bean
Then let it bang for nothing
10K in back the Wraith for nothin
Zanotti got shot and he sang for nothin
Hope the lawyer beat the case, a hundred
Nigga, Im the Big Fuu, Big 092
I spent like four racks on Amiris
What the fuck they gon tell me? Yall niggas leery
Step back for the three like Im Curry
Nigga, Im a big Suvy, I make a movie
Pull up and clap your kufi
Nigga, I make an action movie, I make an action movie
Pull up to TD in i8
If we all getting money, then why hate?
Smoove Heasy the renty
That boy is too benty
He bout to go fuck up the crime rate
I got twenty-twos up in my coupe
Act up in the school, we pull up, we give him the boot
And Im big flossy woo
No construction, but a nigga know I got the tool
Pull up, we snatching your babas
Big 092, those my guys
Pull up and change the scenario
Act up and bullets start tearing em, uh
My body different, hop in the foreign, Im drifting
Tell Dread lift him, give him bald head like he Clifton
Pull up, we snatching your babas
Big 092, those my guys
Pull up and change the scenario
Act up and bullets start tearing em, uh
My body different, hop in the foreign, Im drifting
Tell Dread lift him, give him bald head like he Clifton
Said Im never lacking, always pistol packing
With them automatics, we gon send em to Heaven
Pull up, whats crackin, nigga, what you jackin?
Find his body up on Channel 11
Bag him up, groceries
Aint no exposing me, aint no controlling me
No, we dont fuck with them people
If I want you dead, then you dead
You know I got guns in the bed
Know I got one in the head
Free the cig whale up out the cage
Brody got locked for attempt
Ready, set, go
Its big 092 MLBOA
Hit that boy up in a GLA
Fly down your block like an eagle
And Im so stuck in my ways
And I cant forget about the As
We gon send shots where you stay
We gon send shots where you lay
All the opps like, "Pop who?"
But I bet they wanna be Pop Smoke
Give him hot shells like taco
Im big woo the flex, nigga, not cho
And Im still swerving from potholes
And Im still shooting at Tahoes
Everybody know I rock soft
Bad bitches, yeah, I got those
Pull up, we snatching your babas
Big 092, those my guys
Pull up and change the scenario
Act up and bullets start tearing em, uh
My body different, hop in the foreign, Im drifting
Tell Dread lift him, give him bald head like he Clifton
Pull up, we snatching your babas
Big 092, those my guys
Pull up and change the scenario
Act up and bullets start tearing em, uh
My body different, hop in the foreign, Im drifting
Tell Dread lift him, give him bald head like he Clifton |
Cheers to you for givin me a chance
Shorty, light-skinned , tatted, huh, ass fat
I need your number and thats that
I need your number and thats that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your, uh
Shorty, light-skinned , tatted, huh, ass fat
I need your number and thats that
I need your number and thats that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your style
Baby, we could take it all away
Fast whips, cash trips, ask Chris
Yeah, you know I got it
Bad bitch, mad thick, high fashion
I dont need a stylist, Im him
Get you there, I could fly you in
Bad bitches, they be eyein him
Heard I be with Smoke and them
Shake it , talk that shit you was talkin
Hit it from the back wit her archin
Have her leavin with a limp when she walkin
I dont care if she light-skin or dark-skin
Pussy watery, slippery, caution
Had to murder it, put it in a coffin
Chris, I love you, I hear that so often
Shorty, light-skinned , tatted, huh, ass fat
I need your number and thats that
I need your number and thats that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your, uh
Shorty, light-skinned , tatted, huh, ass fat
I need your number and thats that
I need your number and thats that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your style
I aint gon lie, I need you
Dont let me in it
I might just breed you, look
She said she wanna be a teacher
Damn, in my head, she would look good as a teacher
She would look good as a teacher , uh
Treat her with Balenciaga sneakers
Please her, baby, let me eat you
Home run, home run like Jeter
Dont make me catch you cheatin, beat her
RIP Kapo, pull up in Tahoe
She said, "Oh, her brothers Wooin"
She said shes seen me around
She said she love what Im doin
She said, "Do you remember me?"
"You was a friend to me"
We start talkin sexually, its been a while
Shorty, light-skinned , tatted, huh, ass fat
I need your number and thats that
I need your number and thats that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your, uh
Shorty, light-skinned , tatted, huh, ass fat
I need your number and thats that
I need your number and thats that
Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile
I like your style, I like your style |
Haha, mami like—
Mami like, "Damn boy, you made it"
But she said, "You aint nice"
I tell her I know Im nice, ha
I dont talk to niggas , I dont feel these niggas
Got a hundred round in my pocket, Im ready, go kill these niggas , look
And its tunnel vision when Im in the field, nigga
If I tell Mikey Woo , then he gon go drill a nigga
Im a Brooklyn nigga, but shout out my Philly niggas
I dont fuck with a lot of niggas because Im too real for niggas
They dont know what it means to have million dollar dreams
Then you wake up on the block and its back to servin fiends
I dont drink Belaire , but Im in Bel Air like Im Uncle Phil
Dont call me bluff, nigga, I am and, nigga, I will, look
And Im from the fields , now its million dollar deals
And its all out of nowhere, push me and Ima go there
All in a second, gun kickin like its Tekken
Im a force to be reckoned, Im Gods perfection
Look, God gave me a lot in some months, but it could go in a second
If I fuck the wrong bitch or walk up in the wrong section
I dont talk to niggas , I dont feel these niggas
Got a hundred round in my pocket, Im ready, go kill these niggas , look
And its tunnel vision when Im in the field, nigga
If I tell Mikey Woo , then he gon go drill a nigga
Im a Brooklyn nigga, but shout out my Philly niggas
I dont fuck with a lot of niggas because Im too real for niggas
They dont know what it means to have million dollar dreams
Then you wake up on the block and its back to servin fiends
Stepped in the game, started changin it, changin it, haha
Never who, forever the Woo
What do you want your impact to be on the music industry?
Like, a hundred years from now, how do you want people to remember you?
Pop Smoke did this, he did that, he did what?
Pop Smoke came in and changed the game
Pop Smoke came in and showed them niggas a new vibe
You know, the whole sound, the whole vibe, the whole movement
Different
Forever my heart, forever my dawgs
We still gon put on for you
The smoke will never clear
Never
Woo, woo, woo, grrt-baow |
Traphouse Mob
Huh, roll another one
Said Im never lackin, always pistol packing
With them automatics, we gon send him to heaven
Wait, wait, wait, wait, ayy, ayy, woo , huh
Oh, you feelin sturdy, huh?
Shake somethin
Shake it, shake it, shake it
She like the way that I dance
She like the way that I move
She like the way that I rock
She like the way that I woo
And she let it clap for a nigga
And she throw it back for a nigga
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean
Christian Dior, Dior
Im up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean
Christian Dior, Dior
Im up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr
When I walk in the spot, thirty on me
Buy out the club, niggas know that Im paid
Bitch, Im a thot, get me lit
I cant fuck with these niggas cause niggas is gay
All on my page suckin dick
All in my comments and screamin my name
While Im in the club, throwin them hundreds and fifties and ones and ones
Pop Smoke, they know Im wildin
If Im on the island, Im snatchin the cell
Brody got locked, denied his bail
Until he free, Im raisin hell
Tell my shooters call me FaceTime
For all the times we had to face time
Free D-Nice, he doin state time
If you need the glizzy, you could take mine
Please dont come out your mouth, you know Im like that
Ill make a movie like TNT
Glock-30 on me, ask who really want it
I bet I air it like BNB
Nappy Blue wildin in my section
And I keep that .38 for the weapon
Remember when I came home from corrections
All the bad bitches in my direction
She like the way that I dance
She like the way that I move
She like the way that I rock
She like the way that I woo
And she let it clap for a nigga
And she throw it back for a nigga
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean
Christian Dior, Dior
Im up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr
New Givenchy, new Givenchy
Hop out the Quattroporte
Walk in Fendi rockin Fendi
F print on the corduroys
I pull up Aventador
I lift up the doors ajar
These broke niggas shoppin at Ross
We back in Dior, Dior
I got Valentino denim
Brand new Mike Amiri denim
And these Ricky Owens denims
I drop the bag, they gonna hit em
This baddie wanna pop a Skittle
Im tired of niggas tellin riddles
Take that foreign, whippin through the ghetto
ZO6 Vette slime green, ridin 911 Porsche yellow
Plain Patek and an AP, they got fifty pointers in the bezel
Speedin, whippin like Toretto
Push these Pradas to the pedal
Make her swallow down the middle
We some giants, niggas little
She like the way that I dance
She like the way that I move
She like the way that I rock
She like the way that I woo
And she let it clap for a nigga
And she throw it back for a nigga
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean
Christian Dior, Dior
Im up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean
Christian Dior, Dior
Im up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr
Traphouse Mob |
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh , oh , oh
Got more ice than a skatin rink, think I need my mink, gotta bundle up
Take my chain, watch the news next week, you gon see dead bodies turnin up
Poppin this molly got me grindin at night, got some porcelain teeth, I done fucked em up
I was eighteen with a pound of weed, I was baggin up dimes at the back of the bus
Hidin from me, throwin dirt on my name, you gon fuck around, get your homeboy touched
Goin in the fridge, I aint lookin for a Sunny D, I just want the purple stuff
Upgraded me to a diamond account, I been gettin bitches, fillin up Uber trucks
Sal said that he got another million-dollar check for me, I told him to run it up, run it up
Say you want smoke, well turn you to a pack
Take a hood girl and I turn her to a brat
Rap game fake, its hard to adapt
Everything they talk bout is cap, cap, cap
Textin my phone, I dont never write back
I been losin sleep just countin up cash
Lots of bad habits, Im poppin off tags
Ima fuck the game up when I drop "Bag"
Rollin off the pills, two hundred on the dash
Ima bend the corner, I almost crashed
Got everythin that I need
If I see somethin else that I want, Ima buy it in cash
We was dead broke
We aint had no money for the work, so we drive around pickin up bags
Got pulled over, had Ps in the trunk
Frost said hed take the charge, but they gave us a pass
Got more ice than a skatin rink, think I need my mink, gotta bundle up
Take my chain, watch the news next week, you gon see dead bodies turnin up
Poppin this molly got me grindin at night, got some porcelain teeth, I done fucked em up
I was eighteen with a pound of weed, I was baggin up dimes at the back of the bus
Hidin from me, throwin dirt on my name, you gon fuck around, get your homeboy touched
Goin in the fridge, I aint lookin for a Sunny D, I just want the purple stuff
Upgraded me to a diamond account, I been gettin bitches, fillin up Uber trucks
Sal said that he got another million-dollar check for me, I told him to run it up, run it up
Oh
Oh
Oh
Pull up like Ace and Im shameless
Pull up like Ace from the cleaners
I dropped two hundred on a watch
She wet, Aquafina, yeah
Me and NAV in the Bugatti
Movin too hotty
Cause we came from the bottom
Now we solvin all our problems
Crib got five stories, yeah, I live like a king
Thirty-five carats the ring cause
Diamond cuts on my necklace
Im so expensive
I been spendin
Im young and reckless
I been havin, yeah
If we all gettin money, nigga, why are you hatin?
If you aint talkin money, change the conversation
Niggas know my name, aint no false claimin
When I walk in the spot, niggas know who we are
No, I aint twirlin, we shootin them stars |
Traphouse Mob
Uh
Big, what up?
Trav, what up?
Yo, Boof, what up?
Its big 092MLBOA, uh
K with it, K with it
Niggas know that we dont play with it
Big .38 gon hawk em
Two stripes, sauce it
Bentley, park it
Hit him up if he Team Larkin
I keep a TEC when Im walkin
Hands off the whip when Im parking, uh
Its still Amiri for the denim
I bet I send em to heaven
They take advantage if you let em, uh
Blue dot, stalking
I like my white opps blue, uh
K with it, K with it
Cause I got some black ops too
Walk in, walk out
What the fuck is all the talk bout?
I bet I shake up the room
Get straight passion
Zip em up, bag em
Louis V, Louis V, Louis V
SP, Zoovie
I bet he make a movie
I bet he clap your kufi
K with it
Niggas know that we dont play with it
I make an action movie
Raining, pouring
Say the wrong thing and we on em
Three stripes, chalk em
Lightning, thunder
And bro just beat a body
They tried to give him a quarter
Earthquake, cordless
Pop Smoke gorgeous
Im a gentlemen and gangster
Double G
Niggas know theres only one of me
Big .38 gon hawk em |
AP
AP, yeah
Ayy, turn it up in the headphones
Look
AP, spicy
I bust a check in my Nikes
Am I a killer? Might be
Two tone, icy
AP , spicy
I bust a check in my Nikes
Am I a killer? Might be
Two tone, icy
Talk to me nice , or dont talk at all, ah
I make a call and its war
Im off that Adderall
Talk to me nice , or dont talk at all, ah
I make a call and its war
Im off that Adderall
Get to sprayin niggas cause I hate niggas
Fuck niggas, I aint playing with them
I dont really wanna hear niggas
I dont got nothing to say, nigga
Im with bae eatin steak dinner
Just know he got a K with him
And my little mama got it in her purse
All I gotta say is, "Bae get em"
If I run down, its a drum round
All you gonna hear is gun sounds
Niggas know I bring them guns out
I make it hot when its sundown
Fever , shawty wanna act like a diva
Shawty wanna suck on my nina
I leave that shit wet, Aquafina
AP, spicy
I bust a check in my Nikes
Am I a killer? Might be
Two tone, icy
AP , spicy
I bust a check in my Nikes
Am I a killer? Might be
Two tone, icy
Talk to me nice, or dont talk at all, ah
I make a call and its war
Im off that Adderall
Talk to me nice, or dont talk at all, ah
I make a call and its war
Im off that Adderall
Look, I got fifty-two shots in this Glock and an infrared up on an opp if he let off
Trey Suvy hold a chop
Yellow tape when it pop, knock his head off
Load up the chop, it go dumb
Niggas see me and they run
Silencer up on the gun
Niggas will shoot you for nun
Trey Suvy, boy playin with the toolie
I bet hed make a movie
Pop dripped up in Louis
Couple hundred in some jewelry
Spent fifty-five on her booty
Touch her ass and niggas shootin
AP, spicy
I bust a check in my Nikes
Am I a killer? Might be
Two tone, icy
AP, spicy
I bust a check in my Nikes
Am I a killer? Might be
Two tone, icy
Talk to me nice, or dont talk at all
I make a call and its war
Im off that Adderall
Talk to me nice, or dont talk at all
I make a call and its war
Im off that Adderall |
Uh?
Come on, baddie
Pull up, yo, what you doin?
Pull up, look
Wait, wait
Woo, yeah, yeah, that shit right there
Let me see some
Woo back, baby
Talk to me nice, look
Perc 30 , dreamin
Know that Im dreamin
Pour a four , leanin
Know that Im leanin
Walk in, thirty , Neiman
Im up in Neiman
Poppy lurkin , schemin
Know that Im schemin
Amiri the denims, got ninas attached
Big body Benz, I got tree in the back
Scope on the Glock and it hit like a MAC
I cant fuck with these hoes cause these bitches is trash
I like my bitches classy
She suck on my balls, she nasty
She open her legs, gymnastics
She make it disappear, magic
Christian Louboutin spikes on my feet
Red bottoms when I walk in the street
Im the one they wanna meet
They know Ima bring the heat
They wanna fuck with the team
Bad bitches, thats my thing
Eleven karats on the ring
Mike Amiri, Billie Jean
Perc 30 , dreamin
Know that Im dreamin
Pour a four , leanin
Know that Im leanin
Walk in, thirty , Neiman
Im up in Neiman
Poppy lurkin , schemin
Know that Im schemin
Ski mask, Jason
Glock 9, laser
Me and my bitch chase him
If I dont got it, she gon tase him
Grab him up, shake him
I dont fuck with no pigs, no bacon
As-salāmu alaykum
All my cars paid off
Talk to the general
Niggas know Im the boss
These niggas need perico
They dont got the sauce
You know what that Henny do
Talk out your mind and we endin you
Hit your body, do a flip or two
Know Im a dog, Im an animal
Perc 30 , dreamin
Know that Im dreamin
Pour a four , leanin
Know that Im leanin
Walk in, thirty , Neiman
Im up in Neiman
Poppy lurkin , schemin
Know that Im schemin |
Shoutout 808Melo , grrt
Yeah
Woo, woo
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Run up on it , you know Im on it
The drank on me , draggin my feet
Hop in that whip , Im bout to see you
Im like a creature , Im on the creep
If I dont get all of my chips, I cant leave just yet
Get that top, then I dip, Ima leave her wet
I put plates on my neck, like tectonics
I put plates on my whip, its a rocket ship
Sip drank, on Hypnotic
You know our lil nigga gon pop shit
Louis my body
That be why shawty is clockin me, clockin me
I dont owe no apology
Im everywhere that the dollar be, dollar be
I dont owe no apology
Im gettin the money, you know my philosophy
Look, bend her over, blow her back out
Bend her over, pull her tracks out
She know the Woo make her tap out
I really live what I rap bout
I remember them days in the trap house
Yeah, it got real in the trap house
I went and did some time in the jail
Because Id rather take the fast route
If you wanna make bets then Im open up TD
She like, "Papi, all I got is Citi"
Im like fuck it, come give me head
I back out and nut on her titty
Ayy, huh, she say Im a dog, so Im chasin her kitty
Light up the smoke like a Dutch in the city
I keep two in the head, we gon catch him like Ricky
Man down
Throw the piece to my bro, thats a hand down
Poppin shit on the lot, make him camp out
He was twirlin back then, he a fan now
I keep nothin but blues in these pants now
Rubber band for these racks and these bands now
We keep sticks and these drums, like a band now
My new bitch exotic
My new bitch exotic
You aint poppin, stop it
Fresh as fuck, no stylist
Niggas stealin styles, jackin, jockin
This watch dont do tick tockin
Niggas know how we rockin
20K for Amiris and thats for the jeans
The money was dirty, I got into rapping and now this shit clean
Now Im on the scene
I made her tap out, I know that this dick turned the bitch to a fiend
Run up on it , you know Im on it
The drank on me , draggin my feet
Hop in that whip , Im bout to see you
Im like a creature , Im on the creep
You know Im on it
The drank on me , draggin my feet
Hop in that whip , Im bout to see you
Im like a creature , Im on the creep
We livin life, dont panic
She love the life, dont panic
Before the grave, turn the money to ashes
I just fucked on an actress
Muthafuckas start scattering
All the paper start to scatter
I be doin all that cashin in
I be doin all that bashin
Run up on it , you know Im on it
The drank on me , draggin my feet
Hop in that whip , Im bout to see you
Im like a creature , Im on the creep
You know Im on it
The drank on me , draggin my feet
Hop in that whip , Im bout to see you
Im like a creature , Im on the creep |
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Bad bitch from Tokyo , drip from Italy
Smokin Runtz in Rome , got it for eight a piece
Christian Dior , big twenty-twos
Big thirty-eight , dont tote no twenty-twos
Wait, Im goin state to state
I looked my killer in his eyes, yeah, Im talkin face-to-face
My nigga killer caught a body, took it to trial and beat the case
My nigga walked out of court, ha, then hopped in a Wraith
Hopped in a Wraith, yeah |
Huh, wait
Yeah
Soo, soo , woo
Woo , woo
Woo, skrrt
Woo , woo, woo
Light it up for a fifty ball
Then I spend it on your bitch
And my charm like a crystal ball
When I pull up, make a wish
Makin a, makin a profit
Big boy, big boy, yeah, narcotics
Pour me a drink and its toxic
New York drippin, its straight out the faucet
Pour me a drink and its toxic
New York drippin, its straight out the faucet
Nigga cant bought it, they cop it
I be too stiff, I give them the Heisman
Nigga be talkin bout slidin
I screw the tip and shoot em in silence
Brand new coupe, no mileage
I show the gang and we highfivin
She give me face in the Wraith
This semi, it shoot by the trey
Moonwalkin, my diamonds gon skate
They tried to revive him too late
I put a cape on the Drac
Put a thot on the plot, she bake
Surprised, it came out a cake
I put kids on the eyes of your bae
He made it to trial and flaked
100K, he get whacked off the gate
I mix purple codeine by the eighth
Grabbed the skull, lined him up like a tape
Back to back, Lamborghini replay
I fishbowl the coupes, watch em hate
The guts, it’s red, Kool-Aid
We got sticks, in case you wan play
Whoa, a bigger bankroll than me
These hoes will lose their soul
Suicide doors and TMZ postin me
Make them hoes take off their clothes
I crashed in my woes, they powdered their nose
They gettin exposed, they fuckin the bros
Chauffeur, open the door in the Rolls
Toast him, bask him in, reload it
Light it up for a fifty ball
Then I spend it on your bitch
And my charm like a crystal ball
When I pull up, make a wish
Makin a, makin a profit
Big boy, big boy, yeah, narcotics
Pour me a drink and its toxic
New York drippin, its straight out the faucet
Pour me a drink and its toxic
New York drippin, its straight out the faucet
Nigga cant bought it, they cop it
I be too stiff, I give them the Heisman
Nigga be talkin bout slidin
I screw the tip and shoot em in silence
Brand new coupe, no mileage
I show the gang and we highfivin
I put the Adderall in my lean
In my Murder Bravado jeans
Hella rocks in my socks
Hella guns in my brief
If a nigga movin wock, thats when he gon see
All the Woos poppin out the cut, totin .33s
She say, "Youre dark-skinned and handsome"
"You a gorgeous little gangsta"
She like, "You always dripped up in Dior"
"And all your diamonds dancin"
She like, "You swift, piranha"
I tell her, "Work," Rihanna
Everything white, Madonna
Only hand-selected diamonds
Brand new Richard Mille
Cost a milli
Yeah, big old ticket
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Look, I always knew how to ball
Brodie wet it up if I make the call
He aint gon hesitate to shake it up
Cause he know I got that nigga if he fall
Light it up for a fifty ball
Then I spend it on your bitch
And my charm like a crystal ball
When I pull up, make a wish
Makin a, makin a profit
Big boy, big boy, yeah, narcotics
Pour me a drink and its toxic
New York drippin, its straight out the faucet
Pour me a drink and its toxic
New York drippin, its straight out the faucet
Nigga cant bought it, they cop it
I be too stiff, I give them the Heisman
Nigga be talkin bout slidin
I screw the tip and shoot em in silence
Brand new coupe, no mileage
I show the gang and we highfivin
There go an opp, pop
Not leaving until we see somebody drop
Red, blue, and white, oh there go the cops
Take em on a chase cause we never stop
I just been counting up cheese a lot
We the one got the block fever hot
I call the pot Larry Holmes
And call the spatula Mike cause it beat the pot
Get you a bag on your own, never let nobody see youre not
Niggas that lead the block, get caught, then we cant leave the block
Making no profit, boy you need to stop it, get out, leave the block
They say, when you make it, dont go back , but some niggas need to come on
Count up a ticket, I knew I would get it
Call up the plug and he tell me to send it
They think Im a menace, they leaving no witness
Just popped me a Perc, aint been high in a minute
Said he want smoke, well fuck it, lets get it
Niggas be thinking they God, they trippin
Everything cool til somebody end up missin
Light it up for a fifty ball
Then I spend it on your bitch
And my charm like a crystal ball
When I pull up, make a wish
Makin a, makin a profit
Big boy, big boy, yeah, narcotics
Pour me a drink and its toxic
New York drippin, its straight out the faucet
Pour me a drink and its toxic
New York drippin, its straight out the faucet
Nigga cant bought it, they cop it
I be too stiff, I give them the Heisman
Nigga be talkin bout slidin
I screw the tip and shoot em in silence
Brand new coupe, no mileage
I show the gang and we highfivin |
Look
Pop Smoke, Im on some west coast shit
In New York, I got a west coast bitch
Huncho on that west coast shit
Left wrist, both wrists and some bricks
If the opps is in the spot, red dot em
Somebody call Batman, Im robbin
I got em, smoke, I pop em
Put the bitch on Prada and now she proper
T-Raww, Im on some west coast shit
LaFeezy, live on the Sunset Strip
Today was a good day, fly as a blimp
I just booked a round trip, I dont argue with the bitch
And my Spanish bitch talk spicy with the lips
When the car worth a M, you dont gotta touch the rim
Dont ask me the price, cost an arm, leg, and limb
When you in the light, niggas wanna steer you dim
Where you get that from? Niggas gotta say its him
Wanna copy my flow, I switch this shit again
Niggas aint put the work, they dont celebrate the win
When you was ballin with your bitch, I was shootin in the gym, motherfucker, ah
Pop Smoke, Im on some west coast shit
In New York, I got a west coast bitch
Huncho on that west coast shit
Left wrist, both wrists and some bricks
If the opps is in the spot, red dot em
Somebody call Batman, Im robbin
I got em, smoke, I pop em
Put the bitch on Prada and now she proper
Christian Louboutins like I stepped in pasta
But Ill still steam his ass, hot grabba
Im in that new Dior, Quay in that Prada
Dont get it confused, Ill drop him
Four door niggas ridin strap, get straight hacked to the back
We dont play disrespect, real talk this not just rap
Gang ties in my tat, .22s in the shed
Shotgun in my bag, knock off a nigga dreads
Thirty-six karats on my wrist
That mean theres thirty-six karats on my bitch
Shit, how Virgil got me drippin
And its straight from the faucet in the kitchen
Pop Smoke, Im on some west coast shit
In New York, I got a west coast bitch
Huncho on that west coast shit
Left wrist, both wrists and some bricks
If the opps is in the spot, red dot em
Somebody call Batman, Im robbin
I got em, smoke, I pop em
Put the bitch on Prada and now she proper
West side, North side, yessir
East side, south side, lets go to work
Right hand in the air, lets pop a Perc
New coupe off the lot, skrrt in the dirt
She came in last place, she can get a shirt
If she go to first place, baby get a purse
Cook it in the left hand, whip it in reverse
Dead man in the hearse when the gang purge
500K on the wrist , look at me scorin your bitch
My diamonds close and they kiss, the skelly came with a fish
I catch a playoff assist, now watch it jump out the pit
I cant get caught in the mix
I make a hit, I cant miss
Pop Smoke, Im on some west coast shit
In New York, I got a west coast bitch
Huncho on that west coast shit
Left wrist, both wrists and some bricks
If the opps is in the spot, red dot em
Somebody call Batman, Im robbin
I got em, smoke, I pop em
Put the bitch on Prada and now she proper |
Oh, oh
Baba treesha
Oh
Im flirtin with your baba treesha
Shorty said she like my demeanor
And she look like a eater
Im off the Perky geekin
Im flirtin with your baba treesha
Shorty said she like my demeanor
And she look like a eater
Im off the Perky geekin
Oh, wait, wait
Oh, wait
Ooh, ooh
Fishbowl, send shots, bend blocks, send em back
Earthquakes and ceiling cracks , all my niggas into that
You send a shot, we send it back, all facts, no cap
Put my hat to the back , a hundred thousand in the bag
Look, eleven dollars a hour aint enough to live
So Ima go in every store and Ima swipe this shit
They tryna lock a nigga up and Im like, "Fuck a pig"
Cause either way, mommy still gon love her kid
I just did twenty from the city they like, "Who is you?"
A lotta niggas talkin shit that they dont really do
Im bout to turn my Air Force 1s into a Gucci shoe
Im bout to turn my Timberlands into a Yeezy Boost
My president black, bandana is blue
Diamonds hittin, got me glistenin like I came out the pool
Im so exotic like I came out the zoo
But I shot out the coupe
I got a scope with a clear eye view, woo
Im flirtin with your baba treesha
Shorty said she like my demeanor
And she look like a eater
Im off the Perky geekin
Im flirtin with your baba treesha
Shorty said she like my demeanor
And she look like a eater
Im off the Perky geekin
Oh, wait, wait
My demeanor is meaner than yours
Oh, wait
Ooh, ooh
Female alpha and I practice what I preach, I devour
Tell me, can you take the heat?
You can touch with your eyes only
I know you like what you see
That "je ne sais quoi" energy
Baby, get on your knees
You cant say Pop without Smoke
So fill up your lungs, my diamondsll make you choke
You like the way I move
My demeanor is meaner than yours
So clap for the encore
You cant say Pop without Smoke
So fill up your lungs, my diamondsll make you choke
You like the way I move
My demeanor is meaner than yours
So clap for the encore
Im flirtin with your baba treesha
Shorty said she like my demeanor
And she look like a eater
Im off the Perky geekin
Im flirtin with your baba treesha
Shorty said she like my demeanor
And she look like a eater
Im off the Perky geekin
Oh, wait, wait
My demeanor is meaner than yours
Oh, wait
Ooh, ooh |
Ricos going crazy again
Sweetheart , uh
Whats a thotty , to a gangster? , uh
Im wildin , got no answers
Niggas know they gettin boomed
You see my face, you better move
Bullets flyin through the room
They want static, Im in the mood
100K what I pay for the jewels
I aint got nothin to prove
You either win or you lose, look
I see an opp, hell be devastated, uh
None of them niggas aint never made it , uh
When I do a crime, its premeditated, baow
Pay attention, watch close
Its Fivio Foreign and Pop Smoke
I see an opp and I drop folk
I see an opp and I drop folk
Im heaven-sent , devil in me
You niggas know I need extra Henny
I shoot at niggas cause they messin with me
Policell never come catch up with me
Uh , sweetheart
I cannot drive, I got three cars
I took a Perc and I think smarter
Im off a Perc
When I fuck, I make it hurt
Whatever works
The bitch gettin money, you better dig in her purse
I take whatever she worth
Ayy, I take whatever she worth
Sweetheart , uh
Whats a thotty , to a gangster? , uh
Im wildin , got no answers
I got an extendo on this fifty clip, shit look like a broom
When you see me, better Woo
Or bullets start flyin through the room
I pop a Perc, hold on
To get in the mood
And its twenty-five for the walk
I leave with like three baddies when Im through
I spend like a hundred bands in jewels
Drippin like I came out the pool
Im so exotic, like I came out the zoo
Stupid bitch, do I look like a fool?
Im from New York, where they Woo
In a two-door, I shot out the coupe
Sweetheart , uh
Whats a thotty , to a gangster? , uh
Im wildin , got no answers |
Alright, catch this real quick
Oh I, oh I
Baby, why you acting funny towards me?
Baby, I just need some company, company, company
Baby, I just need some company, company, company
You wanna go on a vacay
But you dont ask enough
You just be getting mad as fuck
I give her dick when she acting up
Baby, you should let me hold you
Let me be the one to, give you everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
I love your imperfections
You are my selection, on God
Baby, I just need some company, company, company
Baby, I just need some company, company, company
Baby, I just need some company, company, company
Baby, I just need some company, company, company |
I was chillin in my hotel lobby
When I got a call that niggas tryna find me
I dont really wanna catch a body
But I got a feelin niggas tryna line me
I was chillin in my hotel lobby
When I got a call that niggas tryna find me
I dont really wanna catch a body
But I got a feelin niggas tryna line me
If I cant do it, homie, it cant be done
Ima let the champagne bottle pop
Ima take it to the top
Show you how my niggas rock
092
My dawgs stay with it
Big apes in the cave with it
Free Melly Gz, he in the cage with it
Pop Smoke , yeah, I stay with it
Summertime, spicy
Got my weight up, now, they like me
You want your bread back? , come and fight me
Check that , Nike
I done came a long way from the street shit
I done knocked a lotta niggas out, G shit
I remember when they said I aint gon be shit
Well, Ima be shit , uh, look
And I did fifteen on my check-ins
Stash, Daniel can check it
Christian Loubin, Im steppin
Had to tell her, she like, "Hol up a second"
All eyes on me when I step in
Pieces kickin like Tekken
And I dumped a few slips through the mobile
You can call if they hold em
Got the gold back like Trojan
Mansa Musa get used to
Rip my shirt off like Hogan
Ds be sweatin me
Kicked down my door, findin guns and more
Guns galore
I was chillin in my hotel lobby
When I got a call that niggas tryna find me
I dont really wanna catch a body
But I got a feelin niggas tryna line me
I was chillin in my hotel lobby
When I got a call that niggas tryna find me
I dont really wanna catch a body
But I got a feelin niggas tryna line me
If I cant do it, homie, it cant be done
Ima let the champagne bottle pop
Ima take it to the top
Show you how my niggas rock
092
I was chillin in my hotel lobby
When I got a call that niggas tryna find me
I dont really wanna catch a body
But I got a feelin niggas tryna line me |
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred
I got bout a million worth in jewels
Look, I made a quarter up in London
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
Look, run down , tag em
I give em twenty if he catch em
.44 , blast him
Hit em up, then Im dashin
Im poppin , Im flashy
The bitches love me cause Im catchy
Bad bitch , sassy
She got that fire like a dragon
Look, big body, Wagon
I remember I aint have it
Twenty-one, Im a savage
I got twenty-one in the carats
Throwin bullets
Throwin bullets like Im Madden
Leave that nigga in a casket
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred
I got bout a million worth in jewels
Look, I made a quarter up in London
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred
I got bout a million worth in jewels
Look, I made a quarter up in London
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
For all my niggas, for all my niggas, baow
Bitch, blitz, Crips, fast, drop, rest the blocks
We still steppin, we still stretch shit
Whats on me? a FN, a FN, a F&N
Took my bitch up out the Taurus, put her in a Benz
That bitch there aint worth a quarter, I fuck with tens
Right after she said, "I couldnt", I fucked again
Earrings on me look like boogers, bitch, Im worth some Ms
21, bang, do whatever for the gang
Nudy gon pop out with that stick and I know that he wont say a name
Buddy got put in a box, he came to the wrong hood lookin for fame
Aint no secret, big 4Ls, them fuckboys know what I claim
Richard Mille, copped without a show-box
Four-five, make you do the hold up
Pop Smoke, gun smoke, same thang
Im on the block slangin cold cuts
Say you got a body, nigga, so what?
Terrorize shit, we got a whole bunch
None of my opps aint on nothin
Broke ass bitches got one gun
She get so wet and she slippery
She screamin and yellin, "Put dick in me"
Most of these jewelers is sick of me
Savage spend money ridiculously
I aint with all of the bickery
They disappear, I know trickery
He made a diss and it tickle me
I dont let bullshit get to me
Switches on the Glocks, rest in piss to all my opps
We treat beef like albums, nigga, all that shit get dropped
I aint got no brain, I spent your budget on my watch
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred
I got bout a million worth in jewels
Look, I made a quarter up in London
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred
I got bout a million worth in jewels
Look, I made a quarter up in London
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood |
Traphouse Mob
Swirv
Pop Smoke, look
Doin shit you cant believe
Every city that I go to, you know I fuck with the Gz
NYC, I fuck with the Woos, I fuck with the Sleeze
Said he want smoke, his body drop, it cost two Gs
Me and Pop Smoke, we fuckin on bitches overseas
Took his soul, rest in peace, got his face painted on a tee
Heard that they dropped the witness, Im just sippin my tea
I aint take a patdown, Im inside the club with my piece
Yeah, I was raised in the jungle, it turned me to a beast
Look, I said Im really real in real life
Look, I bet I do what I want
I know the owner to the club
Thats why I got in with my pump
Im really real in real life
I fuck your bitch if I feel like
Cause we do what we want
How we want, whenever we want
Flex on these niggas, they know Im the topic
Hundred bands in my pocket
You aint a rich nigga, stop it
All this green up on me like a Goblin
If you tellin, Im tellin em to pop it
Call up the Batman, Im robbin
Big .38 with a silencer
I got so much bodies, they pilin up
I like a blue-haired bitch
I got a new year whip
She love the way that I put it down
She fell in love with these hundred rounds
Doin shit you cant believe
Every city that I go to, you know I fuck with the Gz
NYC, I fuck with the Woos, I fuck with the Sleeze
Said he want smoke, his body drop, it cost two Gs
Me and Pop Smoke, we fuckin on bitches overseas
Took his soul, rest in peace, got his face painted on a tee
Heard that they dropped the witness, Im just sippin my tea
I aint take a patdown, Im inside the club with my piece
Yeah, I was raised in the jungle, it turned me to a beast
Bitch get naked in my presidential suite , yeah
Poppin off tags, every day wear a brand new tee , yeah
Grew up, I turned into the G I wanna be , yeah
Got a timepiece, but the time, I cannot see
Dropped a bag, they covered his body up with a sheet
Pull up on the block, they left him in the middle of the street
Rest in piss, I hope his family losin sleep
Keep my eyes open, I kill his cousin if he come for me, yeah
Any second on the clock, Im sippin on Wock , yeah
Say he want smoke, drop a bag, everybody get shot, yeah
Anytime we leave the club these bitches gon flock , yeah
Keep makin hits, Ima keep em on my jock
Every city that I go to, you know I fuck with the Gz
NYC, I fuck with the Woos, I fuck with the Sleeze
Said he want smoke, his body drop, it cost two Gs
Me and Pop Smoke, we fuckin on bitches overseas
Took his soul, rest in peace, got his face painted on a tee
Heard that they dropped the witness, Im just sippin my tea
I aint take a patdown, Im inside the club with my piece
Yeah, I was raised in the jungle, it turned me to a beast |
Look, look
Im armed and dangerous
Aint no parking at the light, nah, aint no stainin us, huh
Keep a K with us
Please dont, please dont play with us, nah
We up it, aimin, uh
Aint no hidin, flossy, baby, thats where I be
Lymie, if you lookin for me, you can find me
Try me , niggas know that Im grimy
Niggas know Im on timin , big body like a lineman
I know how to vibe , but no I aint cool
Look at me funny , bet Ill shoot up the room
Shoot out the coupe , I let it boom
Nah , I dont play with these niggas, never
Play with it
Niggas know I keep a K with it
Ace Makaveli , wavin it, wavin it
All my apes on the loose
Aint no tamin em, tamin em
Step in the game and start changin it, changin it
Spin through your block, Tetris, bend it, bend it
All the opps want a shot, Beckham, Beckham, Beckham
If I dont got the chop, deck em, deck em, deck em
Got some brand new chops, test em, test em, test em
Its an opp in the spot, there he go, over there chillin with his bitch
Point him out, where he at? Jeremis gon give the assist
Six shots, clip him, I bet I empty the clip
Pop Smoke on apeshit, but everybody know Im Crip
Im armed and dangerous
Aint no parking at the light, nah, aint no stainin us, huh
Keep a K with us
Please dont, please dont play with us, nah
We up it, aimin, uh
Im in the Bugatti, racin, pacer, pace him
Run him down, chase him, Draco, Drac him
Extendo, thirty, Perc head, 30
808 dirty, air it out, birdie
I keep a Smith n like Stephen A., picante
In and out different states , duckin the jakes
Free Melly Gs, free G Nice, and free Rocky out the cage , uh
Its Big 092MLBOA, woo |
Yeah, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
Paranoia, Im havin thoughts in my head
Im at the party, in Cartier, yeah
Walk in the club with two straps
When I "Woo," "Woo" back
Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior, ooh
I told her back off fore Im bout to catch a body
Bitch, this puller aint no fuckin Miley Cyrus, Kawasaki
She gon ride it like a Harley, niggas hardly gettin money right now
I told this bitch, "I cant keep up, most of my thoughts in the clouds"
Paranoid, I know some niggas wanna see me gone
Just made twenty mil, Im tryna fuckin enjoy
Fore you kick my door down and shoot, thats my lil boy
Keep a tool, loose screws, baby
When you "Woo," Ima "Woo" back
Aim at his head , put half a mil on a case and go to bed, slatt, slatt , yeah, yeah
Paranoia , Im havin thoughts in my head
Im at the party in Cartier, yeah
Walk in the club with two straps
When I "Woo," "Woo" back
Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior
Mmm, I gotta be paranoid
Grippin that FN, you know the streets at war
Leadin to one thing, make sure you lock the door
They hate that Im locked in, you gotta watch your door
Im sorry, but Im not sorry
Cops pull me over cause Im in a Rari
Got topped off from lil mama ridin shotty
Man, Woo gon shake the room, might catch a body
Real niggas, we love to party, like everyday
I bought that bitch a Masi, we two look great
Baby boy in Taraji, I took some molly
Float like Im Ali, tryna stay sane
Paranoia, Im havin thoughts in my head
Im at the party, in Cartier, yeah
Walk in the club with two straps
When I "Woo," "Woo" back
Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior
You know reality bites, its chess, not checkers
Those empty threats only sound good on your records
If the patois is not followed by a Blocka
Its like Marked for Death Screwface, without the choppa
Let em rush the stage when you made like Sinatra
Only to hide the blade flyin back through LaGuardia
I might even buy a home out in Mississauga
On my walls, have scrawls of Tschabalalas
Many dolls, thatre sprawled, they my Ill Nanas
Make a call, she gon crawl, bad gyal Patra
Im involved and absolved, I am Godfather, hush
I just did six days in London, paranoia
Shoot for the stars, aim for the moon
Thoughts in my head, know that Im Woo
When you see me, you know that Im Woo
When you see me, you know that Im Woo
I said paranoia, I got some thoughts in my head
Im at the party, in Cartier, yeah
Walk in the club with two straps
When I "Woo," "Woo" back
Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior
Thats the paranoia, oh, the paranoia
I said Im paranoid, paranoia |
Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah
Oh-oh
Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah
Ayy, like here we go, here we go, here we go now
Me and you catchin vibes when it go down
Late nights in Dubai, its a coupe
Been fallin fast, cant lie, its the truth
Like here we go, here we go, here we go now
I swear I feel like Ive been here before now
Girl, you made me cut off all my hoes
And Id rather chill with you than with my bros
So lets get high in the back seat
Park up on the back street behind your house
As long as we keep them lights down
And the noise down, he can never find out , yeah
So lets get high in the back seat
Park up on the back street, behind your house
As long as we keep them lights down
And the noise down, he can never find out , yeah
Oh-oh, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Look, here we go, baby, here we go
Shawty, why you playin? I could put your neck on froze
Drip you in designer, we all up in the stores
Gucci on your body, even on your drawers
I swear you got me bout to risk it all
Would you be there if I was to fall?
Theres some things I gotta know
Girl, can I trust you for sure?
Cause we can go, smoke dope in the Rolls
Two doors, skrrt-skrrt, takin off
We can go, anywhere you wanna go
Twist and smoke as you play your role, play your role
Play your role, I might take you home, meet my gang
Show you that Im nothin like these other lames
Shawty, you know you could be my new main
I could put you on some new things
So lets get high in the back seat
Park up on the back street behind your house
As long as we keep them lights down
And the noise down, he can never find out , yeah
So lets get high in the back seat
Park up on the back street, behind your house
As long as we keep them lights down
And the noise down, he can never find out , yeah
Oh-oh, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh |
Brokie, brokie
Nine shots in the Ruger, I step on court they like, "Watch the shooter"
Look, big 092MLBOA
GQ, you got a gun, nigga, gun, nigga? Me too
Brodie gon what? Brodie gon back out, brodie gon brush em
Look, brodie gon, brodie gon, rrr
Diggin that Louis bag, Louis bag, nigga diggin that bag, duffle
Brodie gon back out, cut em, brodie gon, woo, I bet Moe gon shoot
Said Im big 092, know that Im woo
Dont come to my block, we gon give em the boot
I keep me a Glock, shoot out the roof, two .38s, three .22s
Big NBA, we did it first
Watch what you say, you could get hurt
Fuck all my opps, they get it worst
My bitch got the chop, shit in the purse
Pull up on Rex, dont even trip
If I call Stretch, empty the clip
Those not my opps, free Thano Brim
The fuck is Zanotti? Nigga a snitch
Dont get put on a shirt, watch niggas lurk
I keep a Glock when Im in church
Spin through your block, step on the clutch
Hit that boy up, then I reverse
Brodie got locked for the choppa
Lost four of my straps, gotta go get a fifth one
I be fuckin on opp bitches
Kick em and pass em to Pop, its too many to pick from
Uh, say that, Ill call a Ape with a Maybach
Im 823, I get straight cash, if you got that work, Ima take that
We pull up to houses and baby showers
Woo from the Floss, we dont play with ours
You wont ever catch me broad day without it
GDK and I dont even play about it
Uh, uh, Day-Date
Have you screaming through mega like, "Mayday"
Who the fuck are you talking to crazy?
If you dont want no beef, nigga, pay me
The fuck is these niggas gon get back
Empty the clip, they shit wacked
Take all the breesh, I got big packs
Shoot through the V, make em sit back
Uh, rumble
Step on the field, watch em crumble
Im so drip like I stepped in a puddle
I back out and hit you and your uncle
Window down, let the semi spit
.40 Glock with a 50 clip
Get the addy then I get em hit
Had to shoot a nigga for a mixy bitch
Uh, treesha, shorty wan suck on my nina
I pull up like Ace in a finas, I leave her shit wet, Aquafina
And I got that pussy on Fiji
If you got a gun, come and meet me
Breesh spendin, pull up in like three Vs
Opp treesha, she dyin to eat me
I dont talk to niggas, I dont play with niggas
Got a bad bitch thatll tase a nigga
Stone cold, blue flag, 09 to the A, nigga, Woo back
Uh, the fuck wrong with dem pussy bwoy dem, eh?
Dem talk bout bombaclaat Rah Swish and Pop Smoke, uh
Wah dem mean? Uh
Tell dem pussy deh, "Go suck ya mudda!" |
Huh?
I like mine yummy yellow
And that ass feel like jello
Shorty lightskin and tatted
Ass fat, so I grabbed it
I gave her this dick and I lasted
No rubber, no plastic
You know how to get right, mama
I gotta get my baby
She know my worth
Kissin on my jewels, fuck a nigga out his shirt
No time for holdin hands, she holdin my worth
Baby pop that pussy in everything but a Perc
Im lovin her good, makin sure she never hurt
She lickin my wood, never too classy to slurp
Look me in my eyes when you tell me that its mine
Told her Im too playa, I cant fall for the lies
I know baby
That you a bad lil somethin and that ass, it drive me crazy
And I swear that nothin else phase me
I like mine yummy yellow
And that ass feel like jello
Shorty lightskin and tatted
Ass fat, so I grabbed it
I gave her this dick and I lasted
No rubber, no plastic
You know how to get right, mama
I gotta get my baby
Its Pop Smoke , she know my worth
Young flossy nigga, she know Im in my Birk
She zippin down my pants, Im takin off her shirt
Kissin on my neck , liftin up her skirt
Im fuckin her good, makin sure she come first
I had to get it in before she went to work
All I need is weed and Henny , no chaser
Cant nobody replace her
I like it when she make me miss her
She make it stand up like a missile every time that I kiss her
You know its the thighs for me
White toes, sun dress, make you cry for me
Ooh, get you wet, wet, wet
Ooh, bend your back like that
Ooh, baby, just like that
Didnt know you could shake that ass like that
I like mine yummy yellow
And that ass feel like jello
Shorty lightskin and tatted
Ass fat, so I grabbed it
I gave her this dick and I lasted
No rubber, no plastic
You know how to get right, mama
I gotta get my baby
So yeah, my lady, my baby
No, no
Woo back baby |
See, because I am going to kill the fuckery over there
And people is going to be in demand of all the truth
When you come to flossy, better have your gun
Whats the key to the block? Better have your gun
Disrespect the gang, better have your gun
Or you dropping the woo, better have your gun
Talk down on my name, better have your gun
Or you reach for the chain, better have your gun
If you step on my Diors, Diors, better have your gun
Or you laugh at my pain, better have your gun, look
You shot in the air, is you scared of me?
2Pacs, I aint mad at you
Shot a nigga, he was laughing, huh
The same nigga crying after, huh
Put a pussy on a platter, huh
Shot your mans and now they adding up
Your mans down and now you mad as fuck
I fucked your bitch and then Im passing her
What the fuck is you telling me? I got the pedigree
In the hood, Im fighting felonies
Its a whole bunch of jealousy in the air
What the fuck a nigga telling me?
Shoot a nigga, go to jail for it
Cause I know I got the bail for it
For my gun, Ill die for it
Get on the stand and lie for it
Half rapper, half drug dealer
Got a bird up on my wrist
Brought the McLaren to the hood
Niggas cant get into this
Late nights in Puerto Rico
Breaking down a half a kilo
Eating chicharon with the people
Having an orgy with three hoes
When you come to flossy, better have your gun
Whats the key to the block? Better have your gun
Disrespect the gang, better have your gun
Or you dropping the woo, better have your gun
Talk down on my name, better have your gun
Or you reach for the chain, better have your gun
If you step on my Diors, Diors, better have your gun
Or you laugh at my pain, better have your gun, look
Niggas talking bout a rhyme, Im talking bout guns and crime
Im fuckin with you and yours if you think that you fuckin with mines
Im a diamond in the rough, all I wanna do is shine
Late nights up in the 9, just know I keep a nine
I aint with the bitching and snitching
I aint with the politicking
Rather sit up in the jail
Or swim with the fishes
You aint gon ever catch me slipping
Off the Trón, I be sipping
Stove hot, I be whipping
Lot of heat up in kitchen
In the hills up in Cali
Pink Runtz, smoking mad weed
Fuckin on a lil mama
Lightskin with a jatty
I aint a gangster if you ask me
But lil nigga, dont put it past me
I put your body on standby
While I blow a dub like Max B
When you come to flossy, better have your gun
Whats the key to the block? Better have your gun
Disrespect the gang, better have your gun
Or you dropping the woo, better have your gun
Talk down on my name, better have your gun
Or you reach for the chain, better have your gun
If you step on my Diors, Diors, better have your gun
Or you laugh at my pain, better have your gun
Better have your gun, better have your gun
Better have your gun, better have your gun
Better have your gun, better have your gun
Better have your gun, better have your gun
Better have your gun, better have your gun
Better have your gun, better have your gun
Better have your gun |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, yeah
Palaze, what you cookin?´
Look
You dont gotta put your cup down, hold on
Drink freely and holla at me if you need me
Baby, you should enjoy yourself
Bossed up, need no help, look
They say, "Fly girls have more fun"
So what? So you should enjoy yourself, yeah, yeah
You should enjoy yourself
Its a room full of trap niggas , strap niggas
If the opps run up in this shit, we gon clap niggas
Woo niggas , some slatt niggas
Pockets fat like a fat nigga, yeah
Shopping up in Saks Fifth with a cup of Actavis to get Christian Dior
Look, I be all up in the stores
Young nigga, I can buy you what you want
She got a fat ass, shorty shaped like Serena
Long hair, brown eyes, shorty look like Selena
Shorty said that she was Puerto Rican
Her pussy wet like Katrina
Oh, 2-10 on the dashboard
Shorty, be clear what you ask for
And she got that get-right momma
And I gotta get my baby
Listen, I dont want no problems
I just want my baby
You dont gotta put your cup down, hold on
Drink freely and holla at me if you need me
Baby, you should enjoy yourself
Bossed up, need no help, look
They say, "Fly girls have more fun"
So what? So you should enjoy yourself, yeah, yeah
You should enjoy yourself
And we outside goin beep, beep, beep
I pull up where you eat and sleep
Ah, dont have no time for no meet and greet
She have a man, so she creep and sneak
Wanna take it real deep and deep
Deep until she cant speak, yeah, yeah
She was screamin, "Jesus, please"
If you think she could be complete
Know we comin in through the back door, its mad dog
Got a strap on him and go slap one of them
He gon catch a body if somebody should act hard
Im just tryna party and play with my bank card
Say she want alcohol, no chaser
She gon let me hit it and collect her changes up
Dont stop throwin your back, its major
Swimmin in your water, Im like a sailor
Bumping Pop Smoke through the speaker
She said, "Long Live Papi Locsta"
You dont gotta put your cup down, hold on
Drink freely and holla at me if you need me
Baby, you should enjoy yourself
Bossed up, need no help, look
Look, they say, "Fly girls have more fun"
So what? So you should enjoy yourself, yeah, yeah
You should enjoy yourself
I wont kiss and tell
Just buy you Chanel
Always roll you up, put Hs on your belt |
Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Keep the intro
Oh, my boy, you already know
Ah
More time
Melly and D-Nice still in the cage, more time
That aint gon stop us from getting paid, more time
Certain things aint never gonna change, never speak to them guys without your lawyer cause they giving more time
My mans died, I put him on a chain, more time
A lot of niggas cant handle the pain, more time
Im a hard animal to tame, saw my son killer sitting on the train, give a nigga more time
Look
If my mans down, nigga, I up and get em
Max Payne, Im toting TECs and Berettas
Never trust a boy, its always the setup
If I see an opp, I bet Ima wet em
New speed, I bet I change up the level
Make it rain, I bet I change up the weather
To walk through, I need twenty five and better
Old hundreds, have em sticking together
Louis V and Amiri the denim
My mans up top rocking Gucci sweaters
Red bottoms, Rollies in the pen
Pinky ring Cartier lens
Ride around big body Benz
Blacked out, all you see is tints
See, me, I aint worried bout men
Act up, get a shot to your chin
Hollow tips got acquired taste
Get straight, boy, my brother an ape
Catch a body, then Im back in the cave
If you dont got a body, you cant relate
If you dont bang, you cant get in the car
Big woo, know Im shooting them stars
Mama begging me to pray to Allah
Walk in the mall, niggas know who we are
Forty-one millimeter plain jane
Niggas get locked up, start naming names
Pussy nigga, get the fuck out my way
Ma, Im sorry, Im just stuck in my ways
Hello
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
I like my bitch Spanish, she yellow
Her ass fat, feel like Jello
She said she want Chane-ne
Pop Smoke on the TV
I did fifteen on my check-ins
She said she didnt believe me
Until I pulled up in a foreign
And I cashed out on a TD
Snowman like Jeezy
VS, Im freezing
Red bottoms, Im bleeding
Louboutin when Im stepping
Stone Cold what Im repping
Big .38 for the weapon
Man down, check the scoreboard
Im a bulldog with this .44
Break legs like Paul George
Said, I break legs like Paul George
Grrt |
Uh? Woo, haha
Fuck it up , stick it out
Throw it back , for these racks
Poke it out , stick it out
Throw it back , for these riches
She got a thing for niggas with money
She got a thing for niggas with money
Poke it out , stick it out , throw it back
I got the baddest bitch out of the city
She got my name on top of her titty
I do my dance when I get jiggy
I do my dance, I feel like Im Shiggy
Hit the pole, do a trick
Climb on top , do a split
She wanna do it on my dick
Sit on my Amiris, I told her look out for the stick
Baby , let me , see somethin , okay
Two bad , bitches , goin , both ways
Woo, she gon do it for these bands
She make it clap like how I do both of my hands
Fuck it up , stick it out
Throw it back , for these racks
Poke it out , stick it out
Throw it back , for these riches
She got a thing for niggas with money
She got a thing for niggas with money
Poke it out , stick it out , throw it back |
You know what it is
When you hear that, ha
Tired of these niggas cappin
Niggas runnin their jewels
Okay, okay
They aint expectin this one
From the Brooklyn Bridge, South Bronx
My bitch go loco, loco
Woo back, baby
Woo
Let me see some
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
Montana
Is that your whip?
Is that your bitch?
Wanna catch me slippin
Put this on my hip
I got a thing for Bugattis
My youngins itching to body
And I aint lookin behind
I cut that rearview on the side
I got French over like Vanessa
Williams in the millions, forty cop on her dresser
Its that South Bronx, baby
Loko, loko , dough boy, loko
Nigeria, loko, loko, ball, couldnt go pro
Watch your leg, David shoot it out with the po-po
They be like, "Coke boys, goddamn, wheres the cocaine"
Half a mill for a show
Goddamn, came from the four train
Still live by the cold main
Twenty-four karat on my gold chain
Four finger gold ring
Still have the old one
My bitch love coco, coco
Woo back, baby
Woo
Let me see some
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
Look, you cannot say Pop and forget the Smoke
Im from the Floss where niggas tote
They couldnt be Crips, so they turned Folks
Drivin through the Ville, droppin the cho
I gotta laugh cause these niggas jokes
Dread like, "Who these niggas?"
"I dont know"
But Im on go
And Im in that Bugatti, movin two hundred
Givin pumps, like, "Who shot ya?"
Me and Trey, thats four choppers
Man down
All you see is helicopters
Paramedics pick him up
They gon send him to the doctor
Im in the hood like an engine, revvin
My checks is clearin
Your checks is pending
And I got a couple gangsters, let me know
If you want smoke
Cause, boy, I can send em
And I got a bad bitch, ass up
Face down
Yeah, she love doggystyle
And she got a Louis bag
That hold the extendo
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
Look, my bitch go loco, loco
Woo back, baby
Woo
Let me see some
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
My bitch go loco, loco
Woo back, baby
Woo
Let me see some
Okay, okay
Okay, okay |
Ricos going crazy again
Woo
Iced out Audemars
I got forty thousand
Im up in all the stores, wait
Hahaha, hahaha
Look
Oh, you feelin sturdy, nigga?
Look, we bout to get sturdy now
We bout to get sturdy now
Iced out Audemars
Got like forty more
Walked in with forty thousand
Im up in all the stores
Bad bitch from Baltimore
And she love Dior
She throw a hunnid clip
When it rains, it pours
Shawty light and sexy
She like givin becky
Sexy like she drivin Lexus
Bad bitch gon smack the reverend
Spin your block like Tetris
Longhorn, Texas
I cant fuck no fat bitch, never
Im young and reckless
I said Im shootin proper
I make em Cha Cha
Im a rocker, Ill boom your casa
Then do the Cucaracha
I order steak with lobster
After I smoke my purple
Southside, Nobu, know Im global
Im on a different timin
My VS diamonds dancin
This aint no SI stones
Im smokin Runtz in Rome
Ice on my neck, Im freezin
If you dont suck dick, Im leavin
Bad bitch geekin, showin cleavage
She know she teasin
Dont try this at home
This for the rich and famous, uh
Highly educated, patient
Off the Runtz, Im faded
All my cars updated
Only V-12 engines
All my checks is clearin
Yours is pending
Only drivin German
In the Benz, Im swervin
Iced out Audemars
Got like forty more
Walked in with forty thousand
Im up in all the stores
Bad bitch from Baltimore
And she love Dior
She throw a hunnid clip
When it rains, it pours
Wait, uh
Im in Hertz spending thousands
Lil baddies from the island
They told me, "Dafi, you be wildin"
Twenty thousand on Dior
And the brand new Porsche got no mileage
These foreign bitches actin childish
I be flossing, drippin with no stylist
Uh
Ask Rico Beats, yeah, Im a G.O.A.T.
I pour the liquor, its a boat
Bitch, Im Dafi Woo, Im not Folk
Uh, wait
And I spent a hundred on an AP
I make you niggas look like babies
And I throw the rock up like Im Jay-Z
Iced out Audemars, spent like 50K
We up in all the stores
Uh, uh
Oh, you feeling sturdy, nigga?
Cause you could get shot down
And I spin like fifty, nigga
Cause I keep them Glocks round
Popping Percs in Bally
Keep her percolated
Shades dark for all the haters
Nigga, Im a taker
I make you meet your maker
Iced out Audemars
Dafi Woo
Iced out Audemars
Got like forty more
Walked in with forty thousand
Im up in all the stores
Bad bitch from Baltimore
And she love Dior
She throw a hunnid clip
When it rains, it pours |
Theres a lotta talk on my name, nigga
Yall niggas know whats goin on
Look, Im armed and dangerous
Aint no parking at the light, no, aint no stainin us
Cant trust a soul if you aint gang, no, you cant hang with us
I came from nothing, I call Guap, he let it bang for us
He let it, he let it
Im 092, yeah, Im woo
Let it bang out the coupe
I let it boom, let it shoot
Got them 22s in my shoes
Huh, thats on everything
Thats on everything
Thats on everything
Uh, Im SRK , GDK
And I play, up it to your face
And I gang bang and we slay
Get away, thirty, get away, get away
Why you talkin like you wooin
Who you shootin?
Who you foolin?
Huh, thats on everything
Thats on everything
Thats on everything
Keep mop
I go chemo, give you cancer
Stupid dizzy, you a dancer
Dummy got got by the Woos
He woulda got away if he pulled his pants up
I hold that boy for ransom
I pour a four in my Fanta
Is you with it or not?
Gun to his head, put your hands up
Nigga, gun to your head, do the cha-cha
While Im fuckin on your baba
I order steak with my lobster
I turn your noodles to pasta
Huh, thats on everything
Thats on everything
Thats on everything
Look, said I pull up to TD in i8
If we all gettin money then why hate?
Smoove Hease the renty
That boy is too bent an he about to go fuck up the crime rate
I got .22s up in my coupe
Act up in a school, we pull up, we givin the boot
Yeah, Im big flossy Woo
No construction, but a nigga know I got the tool
Im never lackin, always pistol-packing
With them automatics, we gon send him to heaven
Pull up, what crackin nigga? What you jackin?
Found his body up on Chanel 11
Uh, thats on everything
Thats on everything
Thats on everything
Huh, theres no exposing me
I got hit, then you got hit, thats how its spposed to be
If I want you dead, then you dead, theres no controllin me
40 clip, 30 clip, 50 clip
I got a whole lotta guns, nigga
Pull up, whats crackin? Whats up? What happened?
No jokin, no laughin, no talkin, we scrappin
Uh, thats on everything
Thats on everything
Thats on everything |
Oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh
Said we in Miami
We just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches thats down, ready to fuck
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Look
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches thats down, ready to fuck
She said she wanna be a bartender, Im like, "Your ass aint fat enough"
Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I aint givin you shit unless you suckin all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil homie some pussy
The lil nigga fucked around and got sprung
She camе out the room like, "Papi, my ass hurt"
She just put up with mad work, yеah
You worried bout the wrong thing
Thats bad work, its bout the cash first
When you down, we run up that shower
Break it down in the back, girl
If I say that you mine, that mean that you ours
You cant put me first, thats backwards
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches thats down, ready to fuck
She said she wanna be a bartender, Im like, "Your ass aint fat enough"
Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I aint givin you shit unless you suckin all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil homie some pussy
The lil nigga fucked around and got sprung
We in Sky-ami
Go all the way up
Got a hunnid bitches in the VIP, better go fuck
Bitch cant put no panties on, got dope in my cup
Take a Visa to the jeweler, drop a big bag on a bitch drip, yeah
Top of the penthouse, its a personal shopper bringin fire and fresh you cant find in the store
My bitch gon step on a bitch in Dior
Smokin out the pound, drink out the bottle
Mermaid, pussy taste like some water
Jimmy Choo shoe, Manolo Blahniks
Copped the new jewels just for the fun of it
Got the number two, shorty rewind
Got the plaques, now she found out her own
Got the smashes, every day like a goon
Million dollars, drip got me on the moon
I be takin shit down like a tycoon
All the solitaries tryna patrol
Sagittarius when I walk in a room
Take the baddest bitches out, Mr. Jones
Take the baddest bitches out, Mr. Jones
Take the baddest bitches out, Mr. Jones
Said we in Miami , we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches thats down, ready to fuck
She said she wanna be a bartender, Im like, "Your ass aint fat enough"
Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
Said we in Miami , we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches thats down, ready to fuck
She said she wanna be a bartender, Im like, "Your ass aint fat enough"
Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I aint givin you shit unless you suckin all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil homie some pussy
The lil nigga fucked around and got sprung |
So how can I be anything I wanna be
If I die in my dreams?
Uh-huh
Heard you talkin on my name
Its gon be a manslaughter or homicide
If you fuckin with me or one of mines
Its gon be a manslaughter or homicide
If you fuckin with me or one of mines
So many problems I can kill with just a text
Not many barbers put a razor to my neck
So many fathers raised us heartless in the jects
So when it come to opps, murder I еxpect
Pop Smoke gunshot, focused on onе spot
White glove, dice game, Wilt Chamberlain on the block
The rain man, my stocks is one to watch
Carry a casket, a nigga carry some shots
Bomboclaat niggas in drop tops
I deserve to shine, labels turn to shrines
Still keepin it real, every word and line
Can I freeze the watch? You niggas burnin time
Its gon be a manslaughter or homicide
If you fuckin with me or one of mines
Its gon be a manslaughter or homicide
If you fuckin with me or one of mines
Four-door, hitters in the back
Big body and its tinted black
Politickin, we aint into that
Smokin opps til the clip end
Forty carats on my wrist, yeah
Me and Dread into liftin
Me and Dread into liftin
Four-door, hitters in the back
Big body and its tinted black
Politickin, we aint into that
Smoking opps til the clip end
Forty carats on my wrist, yeah
Me and Dread into liftin
Me and Dread into liftin
Its gon be a manslaughter or homicide
If you fuckin with me or one of mines
Its gon be a manslaughter or homicide
If you fuckin with me or one of mines
To my niggas, make sure your debts is paid
To my children make sure your bed get made
And to my girl, Im missin you these days
Im missin you these days
To my niggas, make sure your debts is paid
To my children make sure your bed get made
And to my girl, Im missin you these days
Im missin you these days
Funny how the worst shit, happens to the best of them
Ooh, na, na-na, na, na-na
Crazy how the best shit happen to the rest of them
Ooh, na, na-na, na, na-na
So how can I be anything
I wanna be
If I die
In my dreams?
Hey
Just wanna fly free
I just want to be me
I just want to live out all my dreams
Oh, ooh-ooh, oh, ooh-woah
Oh, ooh-ooh, oh, ooh-woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah |
Yoz, what you tellin me?
Burner on deck, in Hakkasan or Nobu
Just put blonde dye in my hair, now Im feelin like Goku
Burner on deck, in Hakkasan or Nobu
Just put four in my cup, now my cup is purple
Burner on deck, in Hakkasan or Nobu
I just left with your girl, but we leave no clues
Lil nigga got a voice, fixed that shit, thats Pro Tools
Young boy came up off crack cocaine, now sell out the O2
Yo, we just got in with that burner
Turn your friend into a murder
Theyre takin Ls, theyre learners
Tennis chains on me, Im a server
She got a big mouth then I swerve her
Original, just like a Werther
He jumpin the fence, hurdle
I just broke in your bitch like a burglar
Burglar , burglar , burglar
Then I put Gorillaz, no BAPE, on
Slide on your block, they need tape on
Save the game with no cape on
Came in the game in my apron
She wanna eat, I wanna lay one
Bussin it open since day one
Day one
Burner on deck, in Hakkasan or Nobu
Just put blonde dye in my hair, now Im feelin like Goku
Burner on deck, in Hakkasan or Nobu
Just put four in my cup, now my cup is purple
Burner on deck, in Hakkasan or Nobu
I just left with your girl, but we leave no clues
Lil nigga got a voice, fixed that shit, thats Pro Tools
Young boy came up off crack cocaine, now sell out the O2
I just got the drop on my opp
He lacking in the spot, we hop out and park it
Pop Smoke , Young Adz
Huh, we hop out and spark em
Shoot up the scenery
Dip off and change the artillery
I do not play with no enemy
Because they tryna get rid of me
Drop him, high road, see me in a foreign
All black, feel like Im in Gotham
The heroin come from a poppy
Got hit in his leg, hoppin
Smokin an opp got me coughin
Schoolin the yutes, Im a boffin
Burner on deck, in Hakkasan or Nobu
Just put blonde dye in my hair, now Im feelin like Goku
Burner on deck, in Hakkasan or Nobu
Just put four in my cup, now my cup is purple
Burner on deck, in Hakkasan or Nobu
I just left with your girl, but we leave no clues
Lil nigga got a voice, fixed that shit, thats Pro Tools
Young boy came up off crack cocaine, now sell out the O |
Long nights in the trap, it got a nigga sick
It got a nigga this, far
Yes it did, yes it did, yes I did
But be clear
I just pulled up to TD in I8
If we all getting money then why hate?
Smoove Heasy the renty like why wait?
We the hottest in the tri-state
My niggas gon raise up the crime rate
If you try to play with me
So dont play with me
Pull up to the party, guess what we in?
Whos coming in? Like all of us
Im from a town where we pour the Henny in double cups
Its enough Henny for all of us
We getting money we mix the Buscemi with all of the Fendi, designer stuff
Just pulled twenty K, Ive been getting my way
Top down in the Wraith, baddie giving me face
AP from a touch down, I just pulled from a Chase
Shout out my lawyer, he just beat my case
Long nights in the trap, it got a nigga sick
It got a nigga this, far
Yes it did, yes it did, yes I did
But be clear
Be clear when I say in Allah I got faith, I aint jacking a lot of you niggas
Got the ice on my neck, call me Bobby Boucher, reach and I pull the trigger
I dont care who fake, I fuck with the real, I roll around with my hitters, hitters, hitters, hitters
Be clear when I say in Allah I got faith I aint jacking a lot of you niggas
Got the ice on my neck, call me Bobby Boucher, reach and I pull the trigger
I dont care who fake, I fuck with the real, I roll around with my hitters, hitters, hitters, hitters
Long nights in the trap, it got a nigga sick
It got a nigga this, far
Yes it did, yes it did, yes I did
But be clear |
Oh, you aint know I could sing?
Hahaha
Shorty a lil baddie
Shorty my lil boo thing
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings
Ballerina tip, keep a tight grip on it
Thats my dick when I want it
But, boy, you give me head
Make me wanna treat you like a broke nigga
Always end up with the wrong niggas
Yeah, and thats a tip for seven, nah, nah, nah
Slim, thick, with a slick mouth talkin, "Rah, rah, rah"
Prolly coulda had a couple dreams runnin round
If I was tryna settle down, young bitches on the prowl
Gettin bread and some more, gettin head and some more
Gotta keep it on go, cause the pussy dont talk control, oh, oh
Shorty a lil baddie
Call me his lil boo thing
Know I got the fatty
Thats why I be catchin mood swings
Never let him hit without a rubber
Unless he more than a lover
And I kept it undercover
Cause I dont kiss and tell
Every time I fuck, she call me daddy
My lil mama nasty
I see the pussy through the panties
She taste like candy
She a queen, like Nefertiti
Uh oh, my lil mama sittin pretty
And we be shoppin through the city
I gave her keys to the Bentley
Get off your knees, you dont gotta cry to me
Im your best friend, baby, you dont gotta lie
Ill get you everything that you want and that you need
From Chanel to Celine, its on you to decide
Valentino, yeah, I put you in the best
Start liftin up your dress, start kissin on your neck
Start rubbin on your butt, start massagin your breasts
I aint wanna give you a baby just yet
So I backed out and nutted on your breasts
I put you in a Uber and sent you to your bed
The very next day , you sent me a text
You pulled up to the crib and we did it again
Shorty a lil baddie
Shorty my lil boo thing
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catchin mood swings
Every time I fuck without a rubber
I nutted on the covers
And I kept it undercover
Cause I dont kiss and tell
You know, I never found love until I looked into your eyes
First time blushin, I aint even gon lie
Four rounds in, leavin bruises on your thighs
You the only bitch could make me spin off on the guys
And the only bitch that make me wanna nut when Im inside
Its your vibe, leave with me you gettin high
None of these bitches fuckin wit you even if they tried
She a tsunami, I aint never felt it dry
Close my eyes while I sleep, hope you be there when I wake
Honestly, I feel the vibe we had is great
And if theres something in your mind, you can tell me
And if I told you whats on mine, would you help me?
You gon see the bigger picture, its just gon take time
Just because you mine, Ima keep you lookin like a dime
Aint no imperfections, girl, you fine
Baby, whats your sign?
I hope you aint against the slow grind
Work, work, its me and you, me and you
Keep it silent, there aint nothin we cant do
Through the storm, baby, we can make it through
Why you actin brand new? You know you my lil boo thing
Got up on my Birkin, its workin
She said she a virgin
She my biggest fan, she always lurkin
And she know Im a man, Ima put that work in
I know she cant stand me, Im fancy
So Ima bring her out when I get my GRAMMY
Late night sex, she cant find her panties
Couldnt hold it in, now she need a plan B
Shorty a lil baddie
She my lil boo thing
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I fuck without a rubber
I nutted on her covers
And I kept it undercover
Cause I dont kiss and tell |
Traphouse Mob
This is a Melo beat
Hmm-mm-mm-mm, oh
I get it, then-
I get it, then flip it, then double it
I get it, then flip it, then double it
I get it, then flip it, then double it
I get it, then flip it, then double it
I get it, then flip it, then double it
I get it
Its big papi locsta
Big racks only, when niggas step on the scene
Aint nobody told ya?
Off the bracelet so Im back to wildin in these streets
Mr. Spin-in-Rovers
Balmains and Gucci sweaters, hopin out the Vs
Mr. Run-You-Over
On A$AP, I up it ASAP an took yo bih
Im a trappin fanatic
I walk in the spot like I want it all
Amiri jeans for the denim, 100 clip, he get him
Dont call it who wanna ball
Double G for the swag, you can check the tag
Flossy nigga droppin Gs
Big Benty for the Vs, double G the T
Benjis bussin out the jeans
I get it, then flip it, then double it
Big slips, we gon walk em in
I pull up, a milli, got Ninas attached
535, I got treesh in the back
Say thats your mans, he is a rat
Cant fuck with these niggas, niggas is whack
Come to your block, give him a smack
Pull up, TD, leave where hes at
Shorty
Forty
Yeah, Ive been wildin since fourteen
Shootin like Kobe
Flex like Korver, spin it, Im on em, spinnin, we shootin down Hawthorne
Look, be on my tail, like peanut butter
Windows is tinted, cant see nothin
Im strapped with a laser if he want it
Put a bullet in your head and your femur
Droolin Chanel
Grippin them shells, hope these niggas dont tell
I am not seein no cell
Cause Pop Smoke got my bail
I get it, then flip it, then double it
9 to the Floss when we comin in
We where them hunnids say
No, we aint run with it
9 to his Bloods, now he tumblin
Put that lil bitch on the shelf
LV on my belt
Drippin designer myself
I am not needin no help
Saucin
Im on the Molly, Im nauseous
Dont play with the gang, precaution
Where is my mind? I lost it
Woo, saucin
Spin on these niggas regardless
Hop out and aim for the target
I used to play up in Target
Woo
I used to trap out the garbage
I used to trap in the darkness
Its a Wraith, not a Charger
Its a Wraith, not a Charger
I get it, then flip it, then double it
Big slips, we gon walk em in
I pull up, a milli, got Ninas attached
535, I got treesh in the back
Say thats your mans
He is a rat
Cant fuck with these niggas
Niggas is whack
Come to your block, give him a smack
Pull up, TD
Leave where hes at
Shorty |
Uh?
Yeah
Ayy
Look, pull up, whats crackin?
Pull up, what happened?
A lot of guns and automatics
A lot of guns and automatics
Pull up, whats crackin?
Pull up, what happened?
A lot of guns and automatics
A lot of guns and automatics
Tell my shooters call me FaceTime
Cause we already done faced time
Free D-Nice, he doin state time
You need the blicky, you can take mine
Uh, baby , yeah, Im ridin for my baby
One dead, two dead , yeah, we wildin up in Macys
You aint gettin bread cause you lazy
You call the cops, then he gon raid me
Nino cooler than cooler, he still an ooter, he dont settle for nothin
Uh, bluffin, pussy boy, stop all that bluffin
Run Ricky, yeah, he runnin , run Ricky, yeah, he runnin
Back out, brush em , know some niggas thatll shoot you for nothin
No politicin, no discussions , no politicin, no discussions
Uh, did you? You aint gettin bread, nigga, did you?
Big Nappy Blue, that boy evil , Big Nappy Blue, that boy evil
Look, pull up, whats crackin?
Pull up, what happened?
A lot of guns and automatics
A lot of guns and automatics
Pull up, whats crackin?
Pull up, what happened?
A lot of guns and automatics
A lot of guns and automatics
Takeoff
Pull up, what happened?
Pick up that fire and Im blastin
It wasnt no need to hit em with the ratchet
So, fuck it, I smack em
Its Takeoff the rocket and Im with the Woo
Bitch, we everlastin
I got a starting five that be natural and the bitch be plastic
Whippin that, that come with that , while I be swervin in traffic
And the opposition better not , cause they know whats gon happen
Talk to that boy, he on FaceTime , heard he got hit, its a flatline
Dont know what you would do bout yours , but Ima go Kanye bout mine
My jewelrys too cold, you catchin pneumonia
I took the beat and I gave it corona
Send me the drop and my niggas be on it
Only fear God, now show my opponent
Aint no complainin bout makin a bag, boy, you gotta get it if you really want it
We be them niggas that fuck up the city, they know us for clappin at all our opponents
Look, pull up, whats crackin?
Pull up, what happened?
A lot of guns and automatics
A lot of guns and automatics
Pull up, whats crackin?
Pull up, what happened?
A lot of guns and automatics
A lot of guns and automatics
Look, pull up, whats crackin?
Pull up, what happened?
A lot of guns and automatics
A lot of guns and automatics
Pull up, whats crackin?
Pull up, what happened?
A lot of guns and automatics
A lot of guns and automatics |
This is Woo
Woo
This is crip
Ayo Cig
From the cut
Ayo Cig
Huh?
Fuck what you talking bout, nigga?
Huh?
Stupid
Its thirty-two in the clip, nigga
Baow, movie
Pop Smoke, Bizzy
Like, like
Dawg, pass me the sitchy, Im clutch
Tell em, "Come spin my block", , tell em, "Come send them shots"
You aint no shooter , baow, you just tote that chop
You dont want beef, you just want some props
I aint get touched, how you my opp?
Bitch, Im too sauced
Nah, I dont dance, the Glock in my pants
The most I might do is the Woo walk
The most I might do is the Woo walk
And I know they mad, uh
Look, but please dont act silly
If I spin in a black flag
They gon think Im a dizzy
Bitch, Im a sleaze, baow , give a fuck who you be
Yeah, I fuck with them real niggas , who fuckin with me
Dont ask if Im GDK , nah, nigga, Im EBK
Fuck the judge and the DEA , suck dick if you feel a way
Im a lil body but I talk like a big body cause I put in that pain
I walk with that lil body but I back out that big body if you speak on my name
These niggas know nothin bout me but they gon keep talkin bout me and that shit aint gon change
I been in a cell and aint shit you can tell me , if you aint got hands, invest in 11s
Toughest nigga in your squad gon be tellin, now all them niggas that be with me some felons
I really talk on the beats
If you not in the streets, you wont understand it
I get the chop and that nigga gon panic
Headshot, cause a whole lotta damage, like
Headshot, cause a whole lotta damage
Yeah, I got Ruger with me, Leeky with me, bitch , we dont spin in no Ubers
And I got Rilla with me, Juju with me, bitch , we might hit your medulla
You cant get busy with me, jiggy with me, demon with me, hundo with me, uh
The first nigga actin silly, catch a figgy
Pass the glizzy and just watch how he run , watch how he—
Dawg, pass me the sitchy, Im clutch
Tell em, "Come spin my block", , tell em, "Come send them shots"
You aint no shooter, baow , you just tote that chop
You dont want beef, you just want some props
I aint get touched, how you my opp?
Bitch, Im too sauced
Nah, I dont dance, the Glock in my pants
The most I might do is the Woo walk
The most I might do is the Woo walk
And I know they mad, uh
Look, but please dont act silly
If I spin in a black flag
They gon think Im a dizzy
Tell that nigga to spin , thats when the party begin
And my Glock full of sins , bullets hit your chin,
I walk away grinnin
If you jack my shit K , then its fuck what you said
Bizzy send shots where you lay
Bizzy send shots where you lay
Look, said Im 823, sanctioned
Reach for my chain, we gon spank em
I aint your regular gang member
Everybody know Im sanctioned
If I step on a island, we wildin up
I aint gon step till the guards is out
Free Psych Bike, free Ziggy Zah
My niggas raisin the body count
.44 Bulldog, make em get back
I aint with the talk or the chit-chat
Get your shit cracked
If I back out the chop, better get back
Call Dread, thats the new Tom Brady
Niggas gettin no bread cause they lazy
Tell Dread lift em , if that nigga talkin crazy
Now its fuck you, pay me , or bullets start blazin
Since I was young we invested in guns, now we lookin at the stars in the Wraith
While Im gettin head by your bae
She like, "Poppy, I love how you taste"
She like, "Poppy, can you nut?"
Im like, "Baby, just wait"
I told her to—
Dawg , pass me the sitchy, Im clutch
Tell em, "Come spin my block", , tell em, "Come send them shots"
You aint no shooter, baow , you just tote that chop
You dont want beef, you just want some props
I aint get touched, how you my opp?
Bitch, Im too sauced
Nah, I dont dance, the Glock in my pants
The most I might do is the Woo walk
The most I might do is the Woo walk
And I know they mad, uh
Look, but please dont act silly
If I spin in a black flag
They gon think Im a dizzy |
Woo
Wait
Catch a opp and Im takin his jewelry
Catch a opp and Im takin his jewelry, huh, wait
Hahaha
Yeah, hol on
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Catch a opp and Im takin his jewelry, catch a opp and Im takin his jewelry
Look, I said, "Dont get it twisted, just cause I smile a lot, that dont mean Im with the foolery"
When I walk in my school, all the staff "Woo" at me, Im like, "You used to tutor me"
I stay in the cut like a Band-Aid and thats where my shooters be
Run down, gun tucked, tool on me, tool on me
Rah Swish, Pop Smoke , they do not know what you started
I pop a perc, go retarded, then mack up the Rari, then fuck in my grandma departmеnt
Im rockin Louis V, Louis V cause I aint too pressed with Dior
No tеlling, but Im the Messiah, now Im the creator, I got the drip in my pools
I can not never, I could never kiss a whore
Fuck her life up, then go up on tour, huh, she know we up on the board
I got the four-five tucked in my drawers, they like, "Whats on your ring?", eleven Carats
That come with a bad bitch and a mansion and she from Paris
Merci beaucoup , I dont got nothin to prove
Its either you win or you lose, its either you win or you lose
And I dont really care what your gang claim, all I know is my niggas is woo
Saucin, hol on, woos, huh, I shoot a nigga out the coupe, wait
Catch a opp and Im takin his jewelry
Catch a opp and Im takin his jewelry, wait
Catch a opp and Im takin his jewelry
Catch a opp and Im takin his jewelry
Cash
Wait
Catch a opp and Im takin his jewelry
Catch a opp and Im takin his jewelry, wait
Catch a opp and Im takin his jewelry
Catch a opp and Im takin his jewelry
Be in control of your own shit, of your own creations
Know what Im sayin? Like be a creator
Like, I feel, like, when you create your shit
When you know whatchu want, know what I mean?
Dont let nobody get in between you and your creation
If you want somethin, it gotta be that
Make it cause you know it
Nobodies gonna tell you, know what Im sayin?
I wasnt thinkin about the masses yet, Im thinkin bout my hood
You know what Im sayin? Im like, "Nah, I got to drop another one for the hood"
As long as you aint on no sucker shit, youll be aight
You good, real niggas gonna vibe with real niggas
Know what Im sayin? You aint woo, you aint winnin in this shit |
Ricos going crazy again
Uh, mmh
Ayy, ayy, ooh
This is a Melo beat
Look, uh
Uh, uh
Look, look
Said I ride for my brothers, woo, woo
Brother man, brother man, look
Said I ride for my brothers
Brother man, brother man, uh
Brother man, brother man
Big guns, bake em
Run down, chase em
Hold em for ransom, take em
Dropping them rakes, rake em
G check, check in
Kickback, Tekken
Bitch, Im a giant, Beckham
All of my niggas reckless
If I call Dread, then you dead
Cause he on what we on
Cowboy Dior
Sun out, tee on
Flea on, flea on
Yeah, I got my flea on
If you dont like me, damnit
Im in and out Phantoms
Get mad, tantrum
It can get lit like a candle
Bust it up, Tander
Fuck all the opps, random
I know how to fight, tango
You get found in the trash, scandal
Said I ride for my brothers, woo, woo
Brother man, brother man, look
Said I ride for my brothers
Brother man, brother man, uh
Brother man, brother man
Said I ride for my brothers, woo, woo
Brother man, brother man, look
Said I ride for my brothers
Brother man, brother man, uh
Brother man, brother man
Please dont talk out your mouth
Bet I air it, hit anyone near you
Stand tall, pussy nigga, I dare you
Clean it up, Ill have somebody take care of you
Watch him get hit while Im sitting and staring
Im with the straights and the apes talking stone to stone
Break backs, Im talking bones and bones
Hit em up then Im going, Im gone
Big Patek, yeah, cologne
Pop Smoke famous, up it, aim it
Free Melly Gs out the cages
Dangerous, dangerous
Rovers, Ranges, Demons, satan
Get straight cashin, Travy apein
Two carats, icy, saucing, waving
Caked up, caking, shake em, shake it
Gun in hand, gun in hand
I ride for my brothers and only my brothers
You understand, understand
Understand, understand
Said I ride for my brothers, woo, woo
Brother man, brother man, look
Said I ride for my brothers
Brother man, brother man, uh
Brother man, brother man
Said I ride for my brothers, woo, woo
Brother man, brother man, look
Said I ride for my brothers
Brother man, brother man, uh
Brother man, brother man |
Yeah, yeah, hunnid thousand on the coupe, yeah, yeah
Im with some killers, my niggasll load up and shoot, yeah, yeah
This is a Melo beat
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hunnid thousand on the coupe, yeah, yeah
Im with some killers, my niggasll load up and shoot, yeah, yeah
Im still havin fights with some demons, dont know what to do, yeah, yeah
I did some shits in the streets, momma you never knew, yeah, yeah
Hunnid thousand on the coupe, yeah, yeah
Im with some killers, my niggasll load up and shoot, yeah, yeah
Im still havin fights with some demons, dont know what to do, yeah, yeah
I did some shits in the streets, momma you never knew, yeah, yeah
Look, be on my tail, like peanut butter
Windows is tinted, cant see nothin
Im strapped with a laser if he want it
Put a Glock on your head, you a phenom
And I got a hundred round drum, dont get caught at the light
It could be your life, its a scary sight
Look, its a state of emergency, I know you heard of me
Im stone cold, aint no hurtin me
I aint with the foolery, I keep a tool on me
Cause I got a couple K and some jewelry, nigga, talk for what
In my Glock got trust, you got the rules fucked up
Leave that boy in the dust
Hunnid thousand on the coupe, yeah, yeah
Im with some killers, my niggasll load up and shoot, yeah, yeah
Im still havin fights with some demons, dont know what to do, yeah, yeah
I did some shits in the streets, momma you never knew, yeah, yeah
Hunnid thousand on the coupe, yeah, yeah
Im with some killers, my niggasll load up and shoot, yeah, yeah
Im still havin fights with some demons, dont know what to do, yeah, yeah
I did some shits in the streets, momma you never knew, yeah, yeah |
Ayy
Grrr
Know the vibes, baow
Know the vibes, baow
How you doin?
Its legendary shit
Fivio Foreign, Pop Smoke
How you doin?
Bitch, ayy
Showin off , all of my niggas is showin off
If bro do a hit, Ima show em off
See a opp, and show no remorse
I took a Perc and start goin off
They thought the pills had me fallin off
Nah, Im goin more
Showin off, ayy , all of my niggas is showin off
If bro do a hit, Ima show em off
See a opp, and show no remorse
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I took a Perc and start goin off
They thought the pills had me fallin off
Nah Im goin more
Death, before dishonor
I stay in drip, all in designer
Shorty a ho, why would you wife her?
If she talk hot, I send Twix to line her
Nigga, I dare you, move hot
They know my body, two chops
Uh, Fivi , circle your block for an hour
Money , power
Too Floss, sour
Nigga, you sweet, flowers
Oh, you went broke? Cowards
Pussy boy, know you aint down to ride
Chop to your face if you fuck with my guys
Pop Smoke, one of one
Headshot, one and done
Stone Cold, passion
Beat him up, drag him
All the opps in a spliff
Puff-puff , pass it, pass it, pass it, pass it
Gun on his head, tag em
All this aggression and action
Fashion , fashion
Its lookin good in all this fashion
Showin off , all of my niggas is showin off
If bro do a hit, Ima show em off
See a opp, and show no remorse
I took a Perc and start goin off
They thought the pills had me fallin off
Nah, Im goin more
Showin off, ayy , all of my niggas is showin off
If bro do a hit, Ima show em off
See a opp, and show no remorse
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I took a Perc and start goin off
They thought the pills had me fallin off
Nah Im goin more
Defense
Shoot his hand if he reachin
Cock it , squeeze it
In that sequence, ayy
I heard my picture in the precinct, ayy
Free Gutta out the Beacon, ayy
They askin, , no talkin, , shh, secrets
You want that fire look for me, ayy
Heat, seekin
Ether, vegan
But he still with the beefin, ayy, ayy
If shawty bad she get the treatment
I see through, feen it
Beat em, beat em , beat em , beat em, beat em
The demon juice
Turn me into a demon, ayy
Cherry , leanin , Swipey , speedin
The bitch is bad, I still cheated, ayy
Dont argue, I dont need it
Fivi , Im leavin
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Showin off , all of my niggas is showin off
If bro do a hit, Ima show em off
See a opp, and show no remorse
I took a Perc and start goin off
They thought the pills had me fallin off
Nah, Im goin more
Showin off, ayy , all of my niggas is showin off
If bro do a hit, Ima show em off
See a opp, and show no remorse
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I took a Perc and start goin off
They thought the pills had me fallin off
Nah Im goin more
AXL
O mój Boże, ale dojebałem bit |
Hahaha, aha, aha
Wait
Ahaha, hol on
Oh, you feelin treeshy?
Look, tell em drive the boat
Chokin on Henny
Tell em drive the boat
Woo back, baby
Wait, tell em drive the boat
Uh, tilt your head back, baby
Tell em drive the boat
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Look, she fell in love with the Woos
She off that 1942
She walk in the room, she pickin and choosin
Im the one she choose
She feelin tipsy , Im bout to suck on her titty
Im in all the stores , if I got it, I spend it
Look, said I hop in a Wraith
Couple thots in the Wraith
Woo, , Race,
I do the dash on the Jakes
Taste , yeah, she love how I taste
I bun a spliff then I nut on her face
She smokin opps to the face
Tell em drive the boat
Chokin on Henny
Tell em drive the boat
Woo back, baby
Wait, tell em drive the boat
Uh, tilt your head back, baby
Tell em drive the boat
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
If she sucking proper then she get Chanel
Im fresh out on bail, shoot up that Clase Azul
Her pussy wet like a pool
I pop a Perc for dinner, sinner, winner
Pop Smoke, killing
I look at the opps like: "Damn, homie"
You used to be the man, homie
You was talking all that shit, now you a fan homie?
Woo with me, I aint twirlin, got your boo with me
100 thousand worth of jewelry
Drive the boat, act a fool with me
Tell em drive the boat
Chokin on Henny
Tell em drive the boat
Woo back, baby
Wait, tell em drive the boat
Uh, tilt your head back, baby
Tell em drive the boat
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it |
Hol on, tell em, "Wait, baby"
Hahaha, grrrt, baw
These niggas is feds
I cant fuck with niggas, I cant fuck with niggas
I got a couple niggas thatll let it fly for a couple niggas
That a couple niggas is me, they love me cause Pop Smoke for the streets
I got that heat in the rocket , say the wrong thing, Ima pop it
I got them choppas in the closet , a hundred mill deposit
That aint an Uber, thats the feds , I see them niggas watchin
I like my bitches redbone , ass fat, Jell-O
Lightskin, yellow , black hair by the Regis and Pello
I got her squirtin in the cream , I put the Perky in my lean
Two thirtys got me leanin , I hope I dont OD
Like I ODd at Neimans walked in, a hundred in my jeans
The Perc got me teased but I drip when Im leavin
I got that Woo shit tatted , iced out Patek
As long as you gettin money, dont nothin else matter
Shake it, baby , bust it down and get naked, baby
Just know you sing shit, baby
Just know you sing shit, baby
I keep that chopper, beretta-tat
It aint no stoppin, no lettin up
Free all my niggas thats stuck in a cage
Hoodie on, lookin fresh, Im a man
How you real and you run on your mans?
Ill be damned
Look, Im comin out with the Peter Pan
Lookin for you and your friends
Hop in the rocket, go to Venus
Im dreamin, Im a genius
Hop in the rocket, go to Venus
Im dreamin, Im a genius
Hop in a rocket, I take off
We done came too far to play soft
There aint no stoppin, you fuck by the opps
Woah, there aint no stoppin my pay short
I do my thing, see, niggas try bein like me
Im like "Fuck it, lets play horse"
Bitch, Im goated, go look at the streams
Hundred pack, I can make on my day off
While we talkin bout money, I got mine
Richard Millie a quarter, I got time
Really come from a block where they murder and slaughter
A nigga been orderin Hot 9
If Im slidin, Im takin it, easy
Its hot-blockin, they showin me stop signs
Know you see it, you not blind
Ima only keep dumpin, its my time
Aint tryna act tough but they know whats up
Ask lawyers, I got mine
The security still gon get touched
That glizzy gon bust, get out line
Evidentially, I put em to shame
Still, theres demons on my mind
And know that Im not normal, Im just livin on my shine
Hop in the rocket, go to Venus
Im dreamin, Im a genius
Hop in the rocket, go to Venus
Im dreamin, Im a genius
Yeah, Im stimulated
I fuck her better than a vibrator
Owe me thirty-five favors
That I need sooner or later
All of my killers enabled
Me and the Woo related
Nigga, Im sharp as a razor
Everything in my favor
Cartier, Times Square
I be in New York like The Rangers
Every song, I get a M
I spent an M, Im back at the label
All of my bitches is twins and they do whatever I say so
Niggas watchin like the TV, oh
Im back, pullin cables
I just moved up in my weight class
Nigga, we ballin like state champs
Hold up, you better think fast
, you didnt know your ass
All of my niggas off house arrest
For his birthday, got a new berretta
Smokin, Im high as a bird feather
I bought the V for the Vendetta
Hop in the rocket, go to Venus
Im dreamin, Im a genius
Hop in the rocket, go to Venus
Im dreamin, Im a genius |
I pull up with a black mask
I got some shooters that park up and hit and they go for a big bag
He tryna talk like he with it, but he showin different, it turn to a toe tag
He can get left in the past if he talk out his ass, he get turned to a throwback
I got some shooters that blast if they see what he on
You say "Who made the beat?", dont be a fool, uh
You know I keep it cool, I could be trippin, depend on my mood
I got designers, just look at the shoes
They say they with it but wont make a move
They know that shit come with hate and the news
Like a mechanic, I be with the tool but I got some hitters and I let em loose
I spent a hunnid fifty on the other wrist cause I aint feelin like I spent enough
I just be coolin, chillin in my lane, other niggas really tryna play it tough
I know Im really early in the game, but I seen a lot and I done had enough
I got some mixed emotions deep inside and I spend my time tryna gear it up, oh
I pull up with a black mask
I got some shooters that park up and hit and they go for a big bag
He tryna talk like he with it, but he showin different, it turn to a toe tag
He can get left in the past if he talk out his ass, he get turned to a throwback
I got some shooters that blast if they see
I pull up with a black mask
I got some shooters that park up and hit and they go for a big bag
He tryna talk like he with it, but he showin different, it turn to a toe tag
He can get left in the past if he talk out his ass, he get turned to a throwback
I got some shooters that blast if they see what he on
You say "Who made the beat?", dont be a fool, uh
Dont talk out your mouth unless you know the cost
It be a hundred niggas with blue flags surrounding your yard
I spin in a Wraith, yeah, Im shootin up stars
Im like "Alhamdulillah", Im like "Alhamdulillah"
Say I got a big bag , hundred round clip in the Goyard, thats a Goyard
Why you tryna get up in my section? Lil nigga, we do not know ya, uh
I got a hundred killers in my section ready to show off, do a hit, then show off
I pull up with a black mask
I got some shooters that park up and hit and they go for a big bag
He tryna talk like he with it, but he showin different, it turn to a toe tag
He can get left in the past if he talk out his ass, he get turned to a throwback
I got some shooters that blast if they see
I pull up with a black mask
I got some shooters that park up and hit and they go for a big bag
He tryna talk like he with it, but he showin different, it turn to a toe tag
He can get left in the past if he talk out his ass, he get turned to a throwback
I got some shooters that blast if they see
You say "Who made the beat?", say "Who made the beat?"
Dont be a fool
You know I keep it cool |
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Dataset Summary
The Lyrics dataset parsed from Genius. This dataset is designed to generate lyrics with HuggingArtists. Model is available here.
Supported Tasks and Leaderboards
Languages
en
How to use
How to load this dataset directly with the datasets library:
from datasets import load_dataset
dataset = load_dataset("huggingartists/pop-smoke")
Dataset Structure
An example of 'train' looks as follows.
This example was too long and was cropped:
{
"text": "Look, I was gonna go easy on you\nNot to hurt your feelings\nBut I'm only going to get this one chance\nSomething's wrong, I can feel it..."
}
Data Fields
The data fields are the same among all splits.
text
: astring
feature.
Data Splits
train | validation | test |
---|---|---|
TRAIN_0.512514 | - | - |
'Train' can be easily divided into 'train' & 'validation' & 'test' with few lines of code:
from datasets import load_dataset, Dataset, DatasetDict
import numpy as np
datasets = load_dataset("huggingartists/pop-smoke")
train_percentage = 0.9
validation_percentage = 0.07
test_percentage = 0.03
train, validation, test = np.split(datasets['train']['text'], [int(len(datasets['train']['text'])*train_percentage), int(len(datasets['train']['text'])*(train_percentage + validation_percentage))])
datasets = DatasetDict(
{
'train': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(train)}),
'validation': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(validation)}),
'test': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(test)})
}
)
Dataset Creation
Curation Rationale
Source Data
Initial Data Collection and Normalization
Who are the source language producers?
Annotations
Annotation process
Who are the annotators?
Personal and Sensitive Information
Considerations for Using the Data
Social Impact of Dataset
Discussion of Biases
Other Known Limitations
Additional Information
Dataset Curators
Licensing Information
Citation Information
@InProceedings{huggingartists,
author={Aleksey Korshuk}
year=2021
}
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