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Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh, uh, uh-huh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, look
Its a whole lotta Glocks
Mops , TECs
Shots , dots
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 , dots
Knots , rocks
Ooters , ooters
Shooters , shooters
Rugers , Rugers
Know a nigga cooler than a cooler
Its a whole lotta Glocks
Mops , TECs
Shots , dots
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
You know I love that thug shit
Know I love that rough shit
You know Im a good girl but I just might let you touch it
And you cant seem to stay up out of trouble but I love it
If Im your ride or die, baby, I want all or nothing
Understand when the streets be calling your name
Ill be waiting up for you, its all part of the game
I know what I signed up for when I tattooed your name
On my heart, still holding you down, like I been from the start
Its a whole lotta Glocks
Mops , TECs
Shots , dots
Knots , rocks
Ooters , ooters
Shooters , shooters
Rugers , Rugers
Know a nigga cooler than a cooler |
Woo shit, straight shit
Uh, uh, uh
Got nothin on me
Got nothin on me
Look, look
Fifty shots up in this Glock, it wont let up
XD, a nigga totin Beretta
Shoot first and do yourself a favor
Report like Im Craig Sager
Back out, a nigga aint with the bluffin
Dread Woo, a nigga shoot you for nothin
Ten toes up on your block like Im Drummond
SKll have em runnin
Its Pop Smoke, 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
Manslaughter and the homicides, whole bunch of mamas cry
Whole bunch of niggas die, lookin up, I wonder why
Why niggas took my guy?
Im still screaming R.I.P, to all my fallen soldiers
For now, I’m givin hot shells like tacos, Big woo Im not Choo
Still duckin potholes and still dumping at Tahoe
I aint gon front, yeah, Ima leader man
I been rollin beaters, man
Hit home run like Im Jeter, man
Pick pipes like Im Peter Pan
Dripped in Adidas, man
And I wish she worth it
Think about robbin me and you gon catch a full clip
Im from The Flossy, where niggas keep that steel around here
Couple lions, no folks, but gorillas round here
If you dont bang what I bang then dont chill around here
Bullets sing, yeah you fuck around, get killed around here |
Look, look
Im armed and dangerous
Aint no parking at the light, ain’t no stainin us
Keep a K with us
Please dont, please dont play with us
Nah, we up and aimin em
Aint no hidin, Flossy baby, that’s where I be
Try me, niggas know that I’m grimey
Low me , niggas know I’m on time and
Niggas know that Im grimey, hold on
Big body like a lineman, wait
I know how to vibe, but, no, I aint cool
Look at me funny, bet I shoot up the room
Shoot out the coupe, I let it boom
Nah, I don’t play with these niggas, never
Play with it
Niggas know I keep a K with it
Ace Makavelli 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
On the opps, scored 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 it out for me
Its a opp in the spot, there he go, over there chillin with his bitch
Point him out, where he at? Then we just gon give the assist
Send shots, clip him, I bet I empty the clip
Pop Smoke on Ape timin, but everybody know Im crip
Hold on, wait, ha-ha-ha
Hold on, hold on, Sloth
Wait, I got some more for you
Yeah, uh, uh, uh
Lets go, bro
Niggas know that Im ready
Lets go, bro
Niggas know that Im ready
Look
Said Im in the Bugatti, racin
Pacer, pace em
Put em down, chase em
Draco, Drac em
Extendo, thirty
Perky 30
Getaway, birdie
Air it out, hold on
Its a da-na-na— Uh
Ayy
Hold on, ha-ha
Pop Smoke in the building
Ayy, you got me gassed, I cant lie, bro
Got me feelin ampy out here, you know what I mean?
I got that Goyard swag, new Goyard bag
They know Im with it
Woo
Ayy, you know what, yeah?
Normally, I dont do this, yeah
But I— I wanna pull another beat up
Can I do that?
Can I— can we do that?
Oh
Lets see what you got in here, ha-ha
I just picked a random one
I aint even know what it is myself
It— It better be Pop Smoke, dont fuck around, I got something
Woo
Yeah
And we just pulled this one out, a banger, though
Yeah
Woo, woo, woo
Its Big Papi Locsta, big racks only when niggas step on the scene
Aint nobody told you? Off the braces so Im back to wilding on these streets
Mister spin in Rovers, Balmains and Gucci sweaters, hoppin out of Vs
Or Mister— Uh
Or ASAP or up in ASAT, til you—
Im a trappin fanatic, hold up, I walk in the spot like, "I want it all"
Amiri jeans for the denim, hundred clippy in the coat like, "Who wanna ball?"
Double G for the swag, you can check the tag, Flossy nigga droppin Gs
Big Benzes for the Bs, double Gs bussin out the jeans, hold on
Hold on, wait
I got Smash in the place, huh
I got Brisco in the room, huh
Bet he gon shoot, boom, huh
He let it boom, hold on
Should hardly chill, woo
My God, my God |
Theres a lot of 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 poled, let it bang out the coupe
I let it boom, let it shoot, got them .22s in my shoe, yeah
Thats on everything, thats on everything
Thats on everything, yeah
Im SRK, GDK
And I play , oppa to your face
And I gangbang, and we slang thangs
Get away, dirty, get away, get away
Why you talkin like you ooting?
Who you shootin? Who you foolin?
Thats on everything, thats on everything
Thats on еverything, keep em up
I go chemo, givе you cancer
Stupid dizzy, you a dancer
Dummy got got by the woos
Would have got away, if he pulled his pants up
I hold that boy for ransom
I pour a four in my Fanta
Is you with or not? Nah
Gun to your head, put your hands up
Nigga, gun to your head, do the cha-cha
Why fuck him or his barber
I owe the stick with my lobster
I turn your noodles to pasta, yeah
Thats on everything, thats on everything
Thats on everything, look
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
Yeah, Im big flossy woo
No construction, but a nigga know I got the tool
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, yeah
Thats on everything, thats on everything
Thats on everything, yeah, yeah
Its no exposing me
I got hit then you got hit, thats how it supposed to be
If I want you dead, then you dead
Its no controlling me
.40 clip, 30. clip, 50. clip
Yeah, I got a whole lot of guns, nigga
Pull up, whats crackin?
Whats up, what happened?
No jokin, no laughin
Less talkin, we scrappin, look
Thats on everything, thats on everything
Thats on everything, yeah |
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
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 Capo, 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
Baby, we could take it all away
Fast whips, cash trips, ass crisp
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 style
Ayy, lightskin, tatted, ayy
I aint got no heart cause Im a savage, ayy
And I grip a semi-automatic, ayy
Niggas get to tweakin, let em have it
And I came up from the block causing havoc
If it aint about the money, it dont matter
Im a real life killer, she a rider
100 in the Hellcat, baby, Im a slider
Lightskin, she aint ever seen a nigga like me
Rollie shock a bitch like lightning
I just give her dick and she like it
Wanna talk about real love, sorry, I aint got no heart, I wish that I did
But I like your smile and I like your style
Lil baby and the vibe that I get
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 |
Uh
All my niggas in them jails, bang them cells
Bang them fuckin cells
Free all my niggas, free all of em
This is a Melo Beat
Look, free all my realer niggas, all my villain niggas
Thats out here killin niggas, they know how we move
Look, free all my dope dealers, all them coke dealers
All my go-getters, they know how we move
Look, free all my movin niggas, thats out here movin niggas
All my get-straights, they know how we rule
Look, free all my flossy niggas, thats out here flossin nigga
Real get-money niggas, they know how we woo
Got a motherfuckin dot, no circle
Act up and Dread gon murk you
Beat it, black and purple
Beat it, black and purple
If you tough, send the location, niggas know we pullin up
If you tough, send the location, niggas know we pullin up, uh
No construction, niggas know we play with tools
If I get to pagin, niggas know they goin up
No hesitation, niggas know how we move
I got a couple shooters
That let that lead spray
Get stretched than this, fry a nigga, fish fillet
How you talkin to the jakes?
You cant hold no water, you cant hold no weight
Better not catch a case, imagine you in a cage
Put that pussy on a plate, in a Rari race
All gas, no brakes, Dread Woo in the Wraith
All in bitches face, still duckin jakes
Cause we them fuckin niggas
We do what we want, how we want
Look, free all my realer niggas, all my villain niggas
Thats out here killin niggas, they know how we move
Look, free all my dope dealers, all them coke dealers
All my go-getters, they know how we move
Look, free all my movin niggas, thats out here movin niggas
All my get-straights, they know how we rule
Look, free all my flossy niggas, thats out here flossin nigga
Real get-money niggas, they know how we woo
Uh, I got in the spot with the mob stick
I dont need a body on my conscience
Big Brodie in the car, he paralyzed
My nigga aint dropped since
Niggas is block sides, cut off the car lights if he gossip
If he survive it, he get a shit bag for talkin that hot shit
We went to to cop coke
We gettin money, niggas not broke
When Im in the K, I hit Pop Smoke
Im gettin to it and the cops know
Hop out, rush em
I got a Glock and its Russian
Uh, free Travi, front-paged him
He tried to run so we chased him
Move out, aint no tellin me to cool out
Im in your bitch til the mornin
The windows is tinted, its foreign
Packin shit up and go send it to Florida
I gotta go sit with my lawyer
Free my nigga, hes in jail, it was boring
Free all my realer niggas, all my villain niggas
Thats out here killin niggas, they know how we move
Look, free all my dope dealers, all them coke dealers
All my go-getters, they know how we move
Look, free all my movin niggas, thats out here movin niggas
All my get-straights, they know how we rule
Look, free all my flossy niggas, thats out here flossin nigga
Real get-money niggas, they know how we woo |
Lyrics from Snippet
Woo
Said its big Papi locsta, ¿qué lo que? Manito, ya uste sabe
Tá to, lookin like I just hit the lotto
Quiero ser como Pablo—
…La puerta toqué, bum bum , cruzamo en el Lambo, zum
Toy dando la para manito, no hay que decirlo
En el nivel que están ustede no hay ni camerino
Ando en el doble R, con el R full
Pero tengo una pasola, yo me siento cool
La cultura dominicana en el mundo entero
A lo que me tiran, manito, se lo metí entero
El dueño de to desde Chile hasta Japón
Doy la para de King Kong y puedo con el Vericom
¿Tú no tá mirando? Me lo tiré en cuello
Ey, lo paquete— |
, where y’all be?
We got a message for you, bitch
A town is over
Huh, woo
You know the drill
Big grabba, hah
Fritz, how you do that?
Look, don’t think I’m playing, nigga, I ain’t playing, nigga, tell em’ meet me in the lobby
Will I shoot a nigga? Prolly
Bitch, Im a top shotta
Badmon, what?
Talk for what?
Shoot, send shots
Shoot, bend blocks
Don’t think I’m playing, nigga, I ain’t play with em’, tell em meet me in the lobby
Free smoke , send shots, bend blocks
Send em back , all o my niggas we into that
Get to clappin niggas, get to slappin niggas
Get to clippin niggas, get to switchin niggas
Smackin niggas, 7-Eleven
I cannot work no 95 , cause Im trappin 24/7
I gotta get to the cash , I gotta get to the breesh
Sendin nigga up to heaven, preach
Uh, an I smoke that grade A
Shoot a nigga, Jay A
Don’t think I’m playing, nigga, I ain’t playing, nigga, tell em’ meet me in the lobby
Will I shoot a nigga? Prolly
Bitch, Im a top shotta
Badmon, what?
Talk for what?
Shoot, send shots
Shoot, bend blocks
Don’t think I’m playing, nigga, I ain’t play with em’, tell em meet me in the lobby
But you know that Im bout that, turn into loud pack, Im not the type to knuckle up
This .30 thats on me, turn to Ginobili, feel like that boy, he tryna run
Yall niggas is corny, tell em get off me, go get a pack or grab a gun
Headshot in the morn, the heads will be soarin, kick all the works and open up
Internet beef get you clapped in traffic
Big .380, bring all of them hazards
Kick a .360 if you wanna get cashin
Bitch move boujee but she cant get ratchet
Lost in the jungle, then get with the M8V3N
Niggas get shot cause they movin lil stupid
Meetin my Glock if you movin lil stupid
Get hit on your head like "The fuck am I doing?"
Run up, done up if you tryna meet me in the lobby
You know my gun tucked, so think twice before you try me
Dead niggas, bun up , official niggas all beside me
Taha, he a body , off the Tron its a homi
I ain’t play with em’, tell em meet me in the lobby
Thats why I been trying telling young niggas, like, to stay focused, you understand
You know Im sayin, keep your mind straight on the price, dont let nothin get in between, you know Im sayin
Gotta focus up, cant let shit get in between the way, you and your goal, you gotta just do it, gotta just do it, you know what Im sayin? |
That boy comin live, cuh
Look, bah, grrt, woo
Hold up, yeah, woo
Look, see them hatin’ ass niggas talkin, tell em, niggas, stop it
Woo back, baby, run down, chase ’em
Off the Perky , boy, Im dangerous
Im in the double R, shit look like a spaceship
Everything is updated
Soon as folk see my mans, so Im droppin the rakes
I aint gon stop until a body drop and I cant wait to see that day
In my Ruth’s Chris from Chick-Fil-A and a fifty-cent cake
Now it’s Mastros for the steak
Yeah, I grew up in the hood so please dont judge me by my ways
Hands down, look, if I see a opp, its a man down
Hold on , wait , I aint never need a handout
They know my body, when the Woos in the spot, all the opps ran out
Look, see them hatin’ ass niggas talkin, tell em, niggas, stop it
Woo back, baby, run down, chase em
Off the Perky , boy, Im dangerous
Im in the double R, shit look like a spaceship
Everything is updated
A thousand ways to get paid , 1090 be exact
And Im so stuck in my ways , that my bros steady movin tact
Hold on, hold on, uppin the rake you get rolled on
So many opps, so many shots, I dont know who we gon roll on
Slide through, servin these niggas like drive-thrus
Red flag on, bangin on niggas, yeah, Im feelin like Ryu
Try who? Pussy niggas gon try who?
Ran through a hunnid, niggas been a hunnid
Call up wthe Woos, they gon slide through
Look, talkin, tell em, niggas, stop it
Woo back, baby, run down, chase em
Off the Perky , boy, Im dangerous
Im in the double R, shit look like a spaceship
Huh, everything is updated
Ayy, ayy, GDK, GDK, GDK, GDK, GDK, GDK, EBK
Move over, now its gang in the place
You cant ID, all he saw was flames in his face
And the IG gettin opps carried away, now the graveyards runnin out of space, ayy
.45 like Amazon Prime, put a nigga in the air in a day
Im in that Rolls Cullinan
Touch right there in the doors, comin in
Smokin Za, we got Os bomin in
Foenem always got hoes, comin in
Chain make em say "Woo" like Pop Smoke
And I fuck with the Woo, R.I.P Pop Smoke
OP from the Floss, my vato, G Herbo
Look, talkin, tell em, niggas, stop it
Woo back, baby, run down, chase em
Off the Perky , boy, Im dangerous
Im in the double R, shit look like a spaceship
Everything is updated
Look, Woo back, baby, run down, chase em
Off the Perky , boy, Im dangerous
Im in the double R, shit look like a spaceship
Everything is updated |
Uh, we come from the trenches, nigga
Trap, trap, same fit for a week straight
Know what Im sayin?
Fifty cent cake, now we eat Philippes steak
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
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
She suckin dick at the way, I nutted on her face, I left it all on her face
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
Ayy, look momma, we made it
We came up from nothin, now I got a whole lotta
I had to sleep in the trap, had to whip up the work, had to rake in some more dollars
Bout to get rich in my hood, I live like a king, they treat me like Obama
I got a chopper, it came with a drum, I promise these niggas dont want problems
Nigga, we made it, sit on that block and I trapped on the daily
Dark street nigga, I was born in the 90s, still got crack like the 80s
All these niggas wanna act like they proud of me when I know that they hate it
I know a whole lotta niggas talk down on me but they mad that Im famous
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 |
Quincy Tellem
Man can never doubt, no worse, Ive done
Are you fuckin dumb?
Had man on the pavement, curl up, slump
Come like he fuckin drunk
Money gets made and spun
Same way clips get filled and dumped
I went up cunch
Way before I spent a couple bills on lunch
The money just keeps on comin
But I still aint eatin good
The feds keep takin away my bros
Im really not feelin good
I think I know why dude dont like man
Cah his girfriend receivin hood
Run man down til I crease my bugs
Im a young boss tryna make my peoples good
Bad boys in the Lambeth borough
We dont know nuttin bout sorry
From young I was buyin it straight
We didnt know much about conny
We do, they copy
But the difference, we do that properly
At the top, nobody can stop me
And shes givin out ten-ten sloppy
She like the way that I swag
She like the sound of my voice
They say that theyre drillin on us
Them niggas aint got no points
Now I got her archin her back, tryna fling it
Now we fling it on them other boys
She said that Im with it, no cap
Cah Im different from them other boys
She like the way that I swag
She like the sound of my voice
They say that theyre drillin on us
Them niggas aint got no points
Now I got her archin her back, tryna fling it
Now we fling it on them other boys
She said that Im with it, no cap
Cah Im different from them other boys
She said Im different
I bust a dance with my Smithin
Catch a body then forget him, catch a body then forget him
And its already for the snitchin
Blue flag, Im Crippin, Im saucin, Im drippin
Pop a Perc, start sinnin, huh
I go retarded , me and chop in a Audi
He doin drills in his Cartis, huh
APs frosty, hol on, AP frosty way it started
Now its Wraiths and Raris, now its Wraiths and Raris
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Got bagged for the mad ting
Buss that case what a sad ting
Now Im out here tryna make things happen, happen
Im young and fly like Aladdin
I told mumzy, "Everyting patterned"
Then it happened
Now its back to the same old pattern
The money just keeps on comin
But I still aint eatin good
The feds keep takin away my bros
Im really not feelin good
I think I know why dude dont like man
Cah his girfriend receivin hood
Run man down til I crease my bugs
Im a young boss tryna make my peoples good
Bad boys in the Lambeth borough
We dont know nuttin bout sorry
From young I was buyin it straight
We didnt know much about conny
We do, they copy
But the difference, we do that properly
At the top, nobody can stop me
And shes givin out ten-ten sloppy
She like the way that I swag
She like the sound of my voice
They say that theyre drillin on us
Them niggas aint got no points
Now I got her archin her back, tryna fling it
Now we fling it on them other boys
She said that Im with it, no cap
Cah Im different from them other boys
She like the way that I swag
She like the sound of my voice
They say that theyre drillin on us
Them niggas aint got no points
Now I got her archin her back, tryna fling it
Now we fling it on them other boys
She said that Im with it, no cap
Cah Im different from them other boys |
Ricos going crazy again
CashMoneyAP
I feel like makin a hundred fifty K today
If they lock me, they lock me up
It dont matter, my mom still gon love me
Look
Get straight
To the cash
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
Get straight
To the cash
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
All this aggression
And all of this action
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
All this aggression
And all of this action
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
Glock nine , thirty
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
On my neck , thirty
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion, look
Get away , dirty
You wont look good with this fashion
You wont look good with this fashion
Get away , dirty
You wont look good with this fashion
You wont look good with this fashion
My moves , sturdy
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
Let it ring , birdie
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
Get straight
To the cash
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
Get straight
To thе cash
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
All this aggression
And all of this action
Looking good in all this fashion
Its looking good in all this fashion
All this aggrеssion
And all of this action
Looking good in all this fashion
Its looking good in all this fashion
Didnt I say not to mention us?
Fuck it, we slidin, cause Im tired of tellin you that
Fuck all the opps, why the fuck is they claimin the block where them niggas dont ever be at?
Throwin up Ls for twin nem, Im droppin the rakes
And you know that I kept me a strap
Slept on the floor at my auntie crib
Under the pillow, thats where my little Wesson was at
I told my shawty, "Stop woofin with niggas on Facebook"
I taught you better than that
He say he ridin with him til they switch
Start twitchin, that bitch got him pedalin back
Say he gon do some, what?
Them hitters, I keep a few in the cut
Bro got the low on the party, we go end it early
Come through and start shootin it up
Foenem keep eatin them X pills like candy
He just keep chewin them up
I signed a deal but still ride on the block
Everyday, I aint been to the stu in a month
Nah, we aint Crips, but we lurkin for blood
Tryna turn their whole crew into runts
So, bitch, when they shoot, better duck
If you lackin, then you out of luck, gang, gang
Get straight
To the cash
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
Get straight
To the cash
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
All this aggression
And all of this action
Looking good in all this fashion
Its looking good in all this fashion
All this aggression
And all of this action
Looking good in all this fashion
Its looking good in all this fashion |
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, Tеxas
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
Iced out Audemars
White hair, tartar sauce
Blacked out armored cars
Rest in peace to Pop
We here today, we gone tomorrow
Thats the art of war
Too many fallen stars
And when it rains it storms
Iced out Audemars, uh
Get rich or die gettin rich
Wu-Tang been and the cream been cream
And the cash ruled everything around me since, yeah
Cream, get the money, whole team get the money
Hoes dream they could fuck me, codeine got me muddy
Machine gun knock his whole spleen out his stomach
I get on one knee and let it ring like I love em
And the scene got ugly
But its beautiful, baby, its marvelous, pretty
Some flowers and daisies, you obviously brazy
You get shot up from the knot in your head to the knot in your laces
Then skrr, skrr, three or four phones on chirp chirp
I forgot the young nerd, she hit me with the three percs
Head so dumb, make a numb nigga knee jerk
Roll so hard, nigga grind til his teeth hurt
Count my, count my, count my snakes
Count my cake and momma Im baked
Count my blessings everytime that I pray
Body count raise, every shot that I take
Cotton candy iced out Audemars Piguet
Audemars Piguet but I aint got time of day
Got a body on my wrist , got diamonds in the face
Audemars, iced out, iced out, iced out
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
Iced out Audemars
White hair, tartar sauce
Iced out all the dawgs
Rest in peace to Pop
We here today, we gone tomorrow
Thats the art of war
Too many fallen stars
New York, New Orleans boys
Iced out Audemars |
2020
Everything 2020, 2020
Knew I was twenty, twenty, Cartier 2020
New year, new money
Vision twenty/twenty
Your bitch 2019, my bitch 2020
Patek 2020, Richard Mille 2020
LaFerrari 2020, Pista 2020
Only Dom Pérignon, we dont do no henny
Give them hoes a pass, we in 2020
Your car 2019, my car 2020
No drama 2020, wireless 2020
I might do the jugg in 2020
Im on a different timing, in 2020
You got me in 2019, Ima get you 2020
You keep on doin 2019, now to get in 2020
I used to be the laughin stock, ha, not in 2020
Now these hoes on my dick in 2020
The devil tryna take me down, but not in 2020
Cause Im all prayed up in 2020
InshAllah, Ima ride for my dawgs
Yeah, Im aimin for the moon and Im shootin for the stars
Everything 2020, 2020
Knew I was twenty, twenty, Cartier 2020
New year, new money
Vision twenty/twenty
Your bitch 2019, my bitch 2020
Patek 2020, Richard Mille 2020
LaFerrari 2020, Pista 2020
Only Dom Pérignon, we dont do no henny
Give them hoes a pass, we in 2020
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa
Yeah, uh, |
Look, you know I love her tiger
She got the buns, I admire
Im about to buy that bitch a car, Im about to send RD the wire
You know I love her tiger
I skrrt on her ass like a tire, huh
She like, "Papi, you on fire," huh
She like, "Papi, you on fire," woo
44 barkin, ayy, hold on, louder than a church choir, huh
I do a drill in a suit, huh, then I change my attire
Look, she throw that ass back in a quick sec
Change her clothes and then make a Snapchat
Then she go talk about it on her Facebook
Im like, "Baby, I thought we was past that" |
Fuck you, fuck the plane you flew in on
Fuck those shoes, fuck those socks with the belt on it
Fuck yo gay fairy faggot accent
Fuck them cheap ass cigars
Fuck your yuck mouth teeth
Fuck your hair piece
Fuck your chocolate
Fuck Guy Ritchie
Fuck Prince William, fuck the Queen
This is America, nigga
Our president is black, my lambo is blue, nigga
Now get the fuck out my hotel room and if I see you in the streets, Ima smack the shit out you
11 dollars an hour aint enough to live
So Ima go in every store and Ima swipe this shit
They tried to lock a nigga up and Im like "Fuck a pig"
But either way, mommy still gon love her kid
Just took 20 from the city, they like "Who is you?"
A lot of 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 boot
My president is black, my bandanna is blue
Diamonds drippin, got me glistenin like I came out the pool
Im so exotic, like I came out the zoo
But I shot out the coupe
Got the scope with a clear eye view, woo
I put a dot on your head and then say hallelujah
Then know Ima do ya
Turn your head Medusa
Aimin for medulla
Cooler than a cooler
Shooter with a shooter
Thats ruger with a ruger
20k all in a day
5 for the lawyer, 10 for the safe
Stacks heavy with the rent, Im like "Why wait?"
Im the hottest in the city, in the tri-state
We tryna raise up the crime rate
I just pulled up to your block in an i8
Strapped and Im ready
She want it in her belly
Damn all I gave her was a glass and some Henny, yeah, yeah
Passion raw state put you on a plate
We dont do it on the net, we do it face to face
But if you talkin on that net, Ill put you on your face
Cartiers and Pierres for a week straight |
Woo
Woo, woo, woo
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Grrt
Baow, woo
I dont got time for no minimum wage
Its fifty K to go on stage
Woo, woo, woo
I dont got time for no minimum wage
Its fifty K to go on stage
Woo, woo, woo
Look, I pop a perc for dinner
Sinner, winner
Pop Smoke drillin
Ill do a drill in the Wraith
Ill go jump you with the apes
He gon send shots where you lay
And Imma pull up with the K
HK, SK
Trap Manny let it spray
Im trying to put em in the grave
Cant be workin no minimum wage
Bitch, Trap Manny is my name
Its gon be a man down, and thats on the set
Glock 9, infrared
You better run when you see Dread
Cause boy aimin for your head
Know that we puttin in pain
Aimin for your
Boy, aimin for your brain
Know we do it for the gang
HB, Flossy
Catch a opp, do him like Cain
And I still got the Perc for the yaks
Opps still runnin, like Ricky, aint catch em yet
From the BK, back to the BX
Disrespect my nigga Pop Smoke, get a hole in your chest
And Im opposition K
EBK, EBK
Fry that nigga, fish fillet
Im known for puttin in pain
And spinnin in the Wraith
While Im chillin with your bae
You wifin a thot, and Im fuckin her face
Member when and I was upstate
I was spinnin the yard, always kept a blade
Nigga try me, he goin end up running from pain
Yeah, I scammed you for nothing, still play in them banks
Trappin, scammin
Bitch, its Pop Smoke, Trap Manny
That big .38 on me aint jammin
If you aint jacking Woo, then get out the way
If you aint jacking HB, get out the way
If you aint jacking Pop, then get out the way
If you aint jacking Trap, then get out the way
Hit that boy up, then fly to LA
Woo, ayy, ayy
Know that we duckin the jakes
And if you try to hide, we find where you stay
Waitin for you
Pop out and get popped in the face
Pop will pull up .22, I tote big .38s
Aimin, blowin
Six shots, it disfigured his face
We goin have his homies put his face on a chain
Bullets rainin, its stormin
Trying to sound like thunder when it sprays
Lot of niggas tellin, gotta watch what I say
Huh, Raf Simmons, transformin, yeah
Ima hit em up and then gon fly to LA |
This is Kelsey
Woo, woo, woo
092MLB
I make a call and its war, huh?
09s to the cloccs, man
Run up, get done up, nigga
Spin the block, nigga
Fuck is you talkin bout?
09s, 100cloccs, we really do this shit, nigga
Whats up nigga? GDK, nigga
We really do this, nigga
Whats up, nigga? Spin the block, grrr, GDK
Step on the field, watch em crumble
Talking for what but you aint no work in
All that talk but you aint wanna rumble
Knuckle up, or get put on a shirt
Send shots, hit you and your uncle
Talkin for what but you aint put in work
Sauce drip like I stepped in a puddle
Dont be fooled by these frames, get left in the dirt
Yeah, Im not with the talkin or linkin shit, disrespect nigga, lit
I just stick to the breesh, lay low cause these niggas be ignorant
Friday, Im hittin shit, where Im parkin my Vs like this
Flatbush got me stuck onna bracelet
Tell the DA, "I aint writing no statements"
Big boot, have you stuck in the pavements
Talkin the books, have you wait for arraignment
Tellin them lies, I cant give em the facts
Balmains keep a Nina attached
Big body where Im packin my MAC
Big 092 but I stay with a MAC
Skate to my block but you aint do shit
Say you got chops but you aint shoot shit
Come to my block, I keep two grips
Call the real choppers in they two whips
Niggas talk, for what?
They know, weve bend blocks for sure, shoot what, shoot who?
Caught in the road, that pole give you two shots, who hot?
Dont give a fuck who block, free Clax, free Shots
Dont give a fuck, who flock, get your ho, shut up
Sorry, niggas, if you touch thatll get you brushed
I aint talkin no bluff when Im tryin up
Shooters in the club, ready to gun bust
You know whats up, keep my shit tucked and I run it up
Hundreds in the bag, you know how the cloccs move
When I see an opp, treesh make you scream, "Woo"
All my niggas on the road, tryna eat food
Cook it up, couple tracks, on the new fools
Switch it up, now Im back on that trap shit
Hit the block, hit the road, get it back straight
Had to bake half the work, make it back straight
Posted up on that block, for that package
Shooters on call, this aint a practice
Act quick, got you done, with that MAC stiff
Fast whip, spin your block, know youre tragic
Bitches no floss with, all my Woos trappin
Aint no average
09 to the cloccs, all my niggas on point for that action
Every pack in, sick nigga if he jaccin that he staxkin
Know my nigga savage
Skinny nigga but my pockets full of cabbage
Folk treesh from the floss, so they average
Blue cheese make these bitches throw they ass quick
Now Im on top, hands out for the little six
Now these niggas sick
Who they ask for the sauce? If you aint got the pic of your latest shits, cant get the drip
Niggas came for the sauce, thatll get you ten-fifth for the four-fifth
Hundred doors kicked, kis in the cut
Dont try your luck, couple shots, get it done
Told my niggas aint no lettin up
One call and I bet my shooters lift you up
Niggas talk, for what?
They know, weve bend blocks for sure, shoot what, shoot who?
Caught in the road, that pole give you two shots, who hot?
Dont give a fuck who block, free Clax, free Shots
Dont give a fuck, who flock, get your ho, shut up
We know its that hundred cloccs shit, man
And we out here, nigga
Fuck shit up |
Oh, oh
Im flirtin with your 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
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
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
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
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
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
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 |
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 braces so Im back to wildin in these streets
Missin spin in Rovers
Balmains and Gucci sweaters, hopin out the Vs
Bitch Ill 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 won 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 femure
Niggas, They talk about money
I know they aint getting
This shit got me pissed off
Pull up to their block, two fiends park up on both sides
Run it down, Get picked off
Im done with the treesha she wasting my time
Get out bitch you keep making my dick soft
Niggas can`t handle me, if they aint wooin
Get out the streets for real you know, you got deals coming
But I keep it on me, im leaving the label and see em
Im reaching to kill sum
Call Pop for drill or a stain he slide with some crips they kick in the closed door
We shootin at them if they had McQueen, I dont see them wearing him no more
First off, watch how you move, you get it too, pull up and clear out the room, get em in tune, you make the news
Shoot em if he dropping the woo
Watch how you move, you get it too, pull up and clear out the room
Get em in tune, you make the news
Shoot if he dropping the woo
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 treeshs in the back
Say thats your nigga
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 |
Lyrics from Snippet
Woo
Ayo, Pop?
Romans back, bitch
Uh, look
I tell em, I tell em niggas back off me, uh
They know Im ridin, yeah, nigga, cause I’m from the Flossy
I tell em, niggas, back off me
They know Im ridin, yeah, nigga, cause I’m from the Flossy
I never fucked with a bitch who pop shit, my barbz know that we got this
I dont pop shit, hoes not shit, my pussy tight no knotless |
Woo
Woo, woo
Yoz, what you tellin me?
Yeah, yeah
Look
Glock 9, tote the Ruger
Oh, oh
Glock 9, tote the Ruger
Yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, look
Glock 9, I tote the Ruger
And my murder bravados
Latest fashion
Every gun got a hunnid clip
VS watch
My diamonds dancin
Let em reach , we gon fix em up
Cause Im the teacher
Preacher man
Look, I got that Goyard swag
Couple Goyard bags
I been havin
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Oh, yeah, Im back again, nigga, tell a friend
And we see the opps, and we in the party
Then we got no choice, boy, it gotta end
I told go see what they drivin and shoot through the car
He put bullets right through the tint
Gotta know that my shooters retarded
They spinnin regardless, dont know how this shitll end
Tryna talk on my name, get you clapped up
Im off the Percocet, I prolly do it, hit you catch you spinnin through masked up
You know Im EBK and Papi GDK, he never spinnin the black trucks
Just know that the Max with me, you aint even gotta see me doin that hat up
And we got them poles, better back up
Look, Im like, "Who these niggas?"
Lookin hard
In my Bentley truck
Trey took the automatic
And hell get to clappin
Broad day in traffic, woo
Look
I dont know what these niggas see up in these niggas
These niggas be cappin
Look
And this Louis, Fendi pack up with my body in perfection
Yoz, what you tellin me?
Traphouse Mob |
Yeah
Ooh
Too, too, too
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
Cause I rather take the fast route
If you wanna make bands then open up TD
She like, "Papi all I got is Citi"
Im like, "Fuck it, come give me head"
I back her then nutted on her titty, ayy, uh
She say Im a dog so Im chasin her kitty
Light up the smoke like a dutch in the city
I keep totin that head, we gon catch em like Ricky, uh
Man down, throw the piece to my bro that say hands down
Poppin shit on the lot, make him camp down
He was twirlin back then, he a fan now
Woo, I keep nothin but blues in these pants now
Rubber bands for these racks and these bands now
We keep sticks in these drums like a band now
My new bitch exotic , my new bitch exotic
You aint poppin, stop it
Fresh as fuck, no stylist , uh
Niggas stealin styles, jackin, jockin
This watch dont do tick-tockin
Niggas know how we rockin, woo
20K for Amiris and thats for the jeans
The money was dirty, I got into rappin and now this shit clean
Woo, woo, now Im on the scene
I made her tap out, I know that this dick turn that bitch into a fiend
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
Cause I rather take the fast route |
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I was chillin in my S five-fifty
You was chillin in your 7-45
And the sun smiled on your face and it caught my eye
You get what you want
You get what you like
I got a question for you baby, can you be mine?
Baby lets catch this flight
Lets roll up, get high
Lets shop and get fly
You get what you want
You get what you like
I got a question for you baby, can you be mine?
If I was still up on my ass would you give me a last four?
If I was on the ground would you help me off the floor?
If I aint smell so good, would you still hug me?
If I aint had no money, would you still love me?
Look, if I got locked up today would you write me mail?
If I got locked up today would you have my back?
Tell me something that you wanna know
I had a dream that, these niggas was fuckin with me, then I woke up
Now they see my face, its on the posters
I keep a toaster, so dont get toast up, pussy
Look, look, Im charging 10k for a show, baby toast up
And you know I love to keep you closer
Dont say it , and closer
I was chillin in my S five-fifty
You was chillin in your 7-45
And the sun smiled on your face and it caught my eye
You get what you want
You get what you like
I got a question for you baby, can you be mine?
Baby lets catch this flight
Lets roll up, get high
Lets shop and get fly
You get what you want
You get what you like
I got a question for you baby, can you be mine?
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah |
Ten bands
Me and Eminem split the rubber bands
Reverend
For the emptied clip call the reverend |
Lyrics from Snippets
Huh?
I like my yummy yellow
And that ass feel like jello
Shorty light skinned and tatted
Ass fat, so I grabbed it
I gave her this dick and I lasted
No rubber, no plastic
You know I had to get right, mama
I gotta get my baby
Its Pop Smoke , she know my worth
Young Flossy Nigga, she know Im in my Birkin
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 cum 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
Lil mama bad and she badder than
She got the stash and the bag at
I got the twelve in the bag if you need it
She fuck me good, Ima
We living good, on my mama, thats
I got a thotty with a body that Im lowkey cuffin
And people gotta reach around, thats how you know we fuckin
...
I like my yummy yellow
And that ass feel like jello
Shorty light skinned and tatted
Ass fat, so I grabbed it
I gave her this dick and I lasted
No rubber, no plastic
You know I had to get right, mama
I gotta get my baby |
Traphouse Mob
Swirv
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
AP, Audemars, cost a hundred thousand
Big .38 gon hawk em if a nigga tryna stretch it
Big .38 up on my body, put him in the sky
It wont leave a witness, ha
Send that nigga to the dental, ha
For thinkin that niggas pretendin
I got fifty-two shots in this Glock
With an infrared up on an opp if he let off
Chains, Ksubi on the top
Yellow tape on his block, blow his head off
Roll with the chopper, go dumb
Niggas see me and they run
Set us up on the gun
Im bout to rage for none
Dre, Ksubi, boy playin with the toolie, huh?
I bet he make a movie, huh?
Pop dripped up in Louis, huh?
A couple hundreds and some jewelry
A couple hundreds and some Gucci
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 |
Uh, uh
You only got one shot
One shot, one kill, uh-uh, uh-uh
And you only got one shot
And you only got one shot
One shot, one kill, uh-uh
See the nigga right there?
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot down your block
Hit em, hit em, hit em, hit em, hit em, hit em, hit em
Pull up trigger, trigger, trigger, trigger, trigger, trigger
And you better not miss em, miss em, miss em, miss em, miss em
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Cause you only got one shot, you only got one shot
One shot, one kill, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Lifestyle, lifestyle, hoodie, lifestyle, Im still ducking from cameras
Lifestyle, if my opps in a foreign, lifestyle, then we shootin the Phantom
Point em out, my niggas gon blam em, big apes, yeah, my boys go bananas
Yeah, yeah, yeah
On the block with a choppa, it was just me and Chop, I was chillin with killers and scammers
Niggas know how I rock, when I came on that block, no construction I play with them hammers
And fuck 12, them niggas gon stand us, they gon shoot at a kid with his hands up
Rest in peace to all of my soldiers, pour a four in this Fanta
Ride round, yeah I dont hear the risk, all I gained this shit I put it to test
All I know is that you better have your vest
John aimin at no feet, he gon put it to your chest
He aint really with the talkin all he know is walk in and shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot down your block
Hit em, hit em, hit em, hit em, hit em, hit em, hit em
Pull up trigger, trigger, trigger, trigger, trigger, trigger
And you better not miss em, miss em, miss em, miss em, miss em
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Cause you only got one shot, you only got one shot
One shot, one kill, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh |
My whole life has changed
Since you came in
I knew back then
You were that special one
Im so in love
So deep in love
You make my life complete
You are so sweet
No one competes
Glad you came into my life
You blind me with your love
With you I have no sight
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
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Bashar Jackson / Elgin Lumpkin / Tashim Zene / Troy Oliver
What You Know Bout Love lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc |
Uh
I know you sick of the sicka
When you see the big picture
That nigga, put your sister in a twister
Lane switcher, paint dripper, drank sipper
Cap peeler , make you black flipper
Sick of the sicka
When you see the big richer
That nigga, put your sister in a twister
Lane switcher, paint dripper, drank sipper
Cap peeler , make you black flipper
Foot on the gas, yeah, Im lane switchin
I cannot show them where Im at cause they stay snitchin
I give my killer the greenlight, yall okay to killings
I take the corner, window down, you see the chain swingin
Speed demon and we aint watchin police, nah
Before they see me, I seen them
You hear my dogs barkin hungry so you know I gotta feed em
I told my girl, "Hold on to your weave"
Im in the whip bobbin and weavin
Foot to the floor, you see me speedin
I do the drop and I leave it
I know you sick of the sicka
When you see the big picture
That nigga, put your sister in a twister
Lane switcher, paint dripper, drank sipper
Cap peeler , make you black flipper
Sick of the sicka
When you see the big richer
That nigga, put your sister in a twister
Lane switcher, paint dripper, drank sipper
Cap peeler , make you black flipper
Four-hundred thousand on a jet
Two-hundred thousand on my left
Richard Millie on my wrist
And this ice on the baguette
Its me, Rocky and Skep
Niggas better put respect
On my name, nigga, reach for my chain, let it bang
And Im in the foreign, switchin lanes
And Im with the gang, gang, gang, gang
And the gang straight talkin ten
And my BullDog put in pen
I got the Lamborghini cause the Wraith was borin
Pull up and Im scorin, uh
I know you sick of the sicka
When you see the big picture
That nigga, put your sister in a twister
Lane switcher, paint dripper, drank sipper
Cap peeler , make you black flipper
Sick of the sicka
When you see the big richer
That nigga, put your sister in a twister
Lane switcher, paint dripper, drank sipper
Cap peeler , make you black flipper |
Grrt, bow, you know how we rocking
092 shit, Woo shit, Trey Suvy with the toolie, make a movie, nigga
Heard you talkin on my name
Its gon be a manslaughter or homicide
If you fucking with me or one of mines
Four-door, hitters in the back
Big body and it’s tinted black
Politickin, we aint into that
Smoking opps til the clip end
Forty carats on my wrist
Me and Dread into lifting
Me and Pop into lifting
The smoke will never clear
Big body Bentley, Im a boss
Keep a foreign, tinted out the Porsche
Decoy the opp, its a score
Run em down, let em have some more
Weather change, nigga, watch your poor
Umbrella, coming out the door
Double R, yeah, this shit roar
Manslaughter, nigga, thats the call
Big bag, niggas know what we doing
Big mad, these niggas is clueless
Double G, you know that we ruthless
Talk shit
Its gon be a manslaughter or homicide
If you fucking with me or one of mines
Its gon be a manslaughter or homicide
If you fucking with me or one of mines
Look, tragedy, I just been reaping the casualties
Homicide or manslaughter if you fucking with mine, they mad at me
Big body Benz and its tinted black
.44 Bull Dog get em back
Nappy Blue, Dread Woo, and Dafi Woo gon get the facts
Big bag, got it off of rap
Ass up, pulling out her tracks
Manslaughter or a homicide
Back and forth, running trap to trap
Shooting star like Im Pop Smoke
Looking funny and I drop folk
Everybody and the opps know
We rolling niggas in the fronto
Manslaughter, homicide
Dread Woo, down to ride
If you fuck with me or one of mine
Its a manslaughter or a homicide
Dread Woo, down to ride
Manslaughter, homicide
If you fuck with me or one of mine
Them niggas know
Its gon be a manslaughter or homicide
If you fucking with me or one of mines
Its gon be a manslaughter or homicide
If you fucking with me or one of mines |
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
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
I be 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
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
Woo
Going broke, thats unlikely
Its a check, nigga, Nike
One call and it pricey
Dead, put you on a white tee
I dont need no advice
Im rich already, its alright
Rose gold, make it white
My shooter, he geekin on ice
Richard two-fifty, thats light
I was in the trap with no lights
Broke nigga just hatin, no life
G5 with the flight
Diamonds on me like a fight
Pop a pill, bitch, I might
Audemar with the spice
Bank account hit a spike
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 |
Bordeaux and Non Native
Yoz, what you tellin me?
Look
You know I love a tiger
She got the buns, I admire
Im bout to buy that bitch a car
Im bout to send Audi the wire
You know I love a tiger
I skrrt on her ass like a tire
She like, "Papi, you on fire"
She like, "Papi, you on fire"
.44 barkin , louder than a church choir
I do a drill in a suit , then I change my attire
She throw her ass back, in a group sex
Change her clothes and then make a Snapchat
Then she gon talk about it on her Facebook
Im like, "Baby, I thought we was past that"
She like wavy, go to the weed spot
Whеn I deep stroke, I hit the sweet spot, I do
When I talk to the pussy I beat box
Shawty a baddie
Reminds me of a Kim Kardashian
She left her
Her ex angry
She need to get past that nigga, she only use him for the cash app
I see an opp gettin clapped at
Big stashed, stashed at
I got a rap bitch, whats that rap facts?
You would never know I had that
Im too steamy
Id never tell them what Ima do
That shit go boom
Look, we waitin for when we run into you
Im too smooth
Id never tell them what Ima do
That shit go boom
Look, we waitin for when we run into you
You know I love a tiger
She got the buns, I admire
Im bout to buy that bitch a car
Im bout to send Audi the wire
You know I love a tiger
I skrrt on her ass like a tire
She like, "Papi, you on fire"
She like, "Papi, you on fire"
.44 barkin , louder than a church choir
I do a drill in a suit , then I change my attire
She throw her ass back, in a group sex
Change her clothes and then make a Snapchat
Then she gon talk about it on her Facebook
Im like, "Baby, I thought we was past that"
She got the body of a
I aint never been a thottie lover
I fuck her
I give a fuck on nobodys brother
I give a fuck on nobodys brother
We made it litty nigga, now they love us
Thought he gon bark
And that shooter gon disappear into the dark
Spark
You knew he was dead cause he left his mark
I got a Spanish Mami from the throne
She love me with all of her heart
She doing her job and playing her part
What more could I really want?
You know I love a tiger
She got the buns, I admire
Im bout to buy that bitch a car
Im bout to send Audi the wire
You know I love a tiger
I skrrt on her ass like a tire
She like, "Papi, you on fire"
She like, "Papi, you on fire"
.44 barkin , louder than a church choir
I do a drill in a suit , then I change my attire
She throw her ass back, in a quick sec
Change her clothes and then make a Snapchat
Then she gon talk about it on her Facebook
Im like, "Baby, I thought we was past that" |
On the block with a choppa, it was just me and chop
I was chilling with killers and scammers
Niggas know how I rock when I came on the block
No construction, I play with them hammers
And fuck 12 them niggas cant stand us
They shoot at a kid with his hands up
Rest in peace to my soldiers and for all of my guys
We gon pour up a four in this Fanta
Respect a black man on a mission
From New York to L.A. we crippin
Let em reflect on the album
The waiter on the edge i be sipping
Im trynna get all my guys out the kitchen
For the money, you know that they itchin
Free all my real niggas sittin up
Its not how you falling its how you getting up
15 on the check-ins, the Loub what Im stеppin, .38 be the weapon no bitchin up
Its big poppa stunna, you see mе start runnin
You know its the gang no switching up
Im toting them chops, you know I got glizzies
I keep some extra shooters with me
We trap out the basement, we punching them numbers, you hoping and paying for shipping
You sayin you fuckin but aint nothing hit me cause I keep a blicky, incase it gets sticky
And I let it woo, but when Im not crippin, we spin in the wraith, top-down in the renty
Got one in the head, we aint leave until its empty
Sippin Henny but we call it
We all we mix the Buscemi with all of the Fendi
My bitch got on Fendi
Until we live Gucci, I need a tone before I get 60
Wishing no pity, you wanna make bread, tell em open up Citi
These niggas don`t walk but they talk about it
We selling that we dont talk about it
We flexing up but prove we gon
We walk in the spot, then we walk about it
Gang, Gang
Man, this shit crazy
Lotta niggas aint who they say they is, ya feel me?
Niggas wanna talk that tough shit but when they get touched
They go run to they momma an shit
Got they mom inboxin the gang and shit like, you feel me?
That shit aint gangsta
That shit aint real
Uh, call up the Batman, Im Robin, from the flossy, thats Crip and I gangbang
All my niggas on the same thing, smokin gas while I switch lanes
Caught a opp up with the hello, black hair by the Regis and Pello
Im always around niggas know that, keep my jaw locked like Im Kodak
Throw somethin at me, Ima throwback
Gang |
Do the money dance
Nah, pow
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
I pull up in a brand new Benz , Benjamin’s is my only friends
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
I pull up in a brand new Benz, Benjamin’s is my only friends
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I pop a Perc, go retarded, we shoot up the party, then change the artilleries
Im a double G, Im from the 9, thats why your homegirl be feelin me
See this rappin shit? Its new to me , but the street shit aint new to me
Runnin the streets like a true MC , when you see me, better "Woo" to me
Even my teachers "Woo" to me and that bitch who used to tutor me
Walk in the streets with a tool on me cause I aint with the foolery
Say she like how I walk, hop in the car, then I put it in sport
Step on the court, 20-20, step back, Alhamdulillah
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
I pull up in a brand new Benz , Benjamin’s is my only friends
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
I pull up in a brand new Benz, Benjamin’s is my only friends
Money man , money man, money man do the money dance
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Money man, money man, money man do the money dance
Yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah |
My bitch go loco
Look, manslaughter and homicides, whole bunch o niggas die
Whole bunch o babies cry, lookin up, I wonder why
Im still screaming R.I.P. to all my fallen soldiers
From now on, Im givin hard shells like tacos, big woo, Im not choo
Still duckin potholes and still dumpin that Tahoe
I aint gon front Im a leader man, I been rollin beaters man
Hit home runs like jeter man, keep pipes like Im peter pan
Dripped in Adidas, man, and I wish it would fit
Think about robbin me and you gon catch a full clip
Im from the Flossy where niggas keep that steel around here
Couple lions, no folks but gorillas round here
If you dont bang what I bang, then dont chill around here
Bullets sang, yeah, you fuck around, you get killed around here
Double G, Givenchy tee, Amiri Jeans for the Denim
Im in Manhattan in the stores, if I want em, I get em
Dont trust a soul cause niggas play dumb if you let em
Act tough if you want, until I send em to Heaven
Mo got the aim, Berettas lift em up
Paramedics pick em up, break em down in a dutch
My mans down, I get him up |
Mmm-mmm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Ah, go get yours
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Same day you think about robbin me
The same day you get hurt
Same day you think about reachin for my chain
You better go get your hearse
Cause I aint, I aint playin with no nigga
Nigga, I aint playin with a damn soul, ah
My gun is bi-sexual, cause I aint playin with no nigga or no ho
Same day
Same day you think about robbin me
The same day you get hurt
Same day you think about reachin for my chain
You better go get your hearse
Cause I aint, I aint playin with no nigga
Nigga, I aint playin with a damn soul, ah
My gun is bi-sexual, cause I aint playin with no nigga or no ho
Same day
Same day you think about robbin me
The same day you get hurt
Same day you think about reachin for my chain
You better go get your hearse
Cause I aint, I aint playin with no nigga
Nigga, I aint playin with a damn soul, ah
My gun is bi-sexual, cause I aint playin with no nigga or no ho
Same day
Same day you think about robbin me
The same day you get hurt
Same day you think about reachin for my chain
You better go get your hearse
Cause I aint, I aint playin with no nigga
Nigga, I aint playin with a damn soul, ah
My gun is bi-sexual, cause I aint playin with no nigga or no ho
Same day
Same day you think about robbin me
The same day you get hurt
Same day you think about reachin for my chain
You better go get your hearse
Cause I aint, I aint playin with no nigga
Nigga, I aint playin with a damn soul, ah
My gun is bi-sexual, cause I aint playin with no nigga or no ho
Same day
Same day you think about robbin me
The same day you get hurt
Same day you think about reachin for my chain
You better go get your hearse
Cause I aint, I aint playin with no nigga
Nigga, I aint playin with a damn soul, ah
My gun is bi-sexual, cause I aint playin with no nigga or no ho
Same day |
Grr, pow, pow
Free the fuckin members, nigga
RJ, Dafi, SP, Keggz
All of them, nigga
Dont fuck around, nigga
Woo, woo, gra, gra
Big 092, look, woo
Throwing like Brady dont be the receiver
Dropped outta school, making more than my teacher
Hot as your wifey, for me she a eater
If it aint Dior, then Gucci the sneaker
That boy too soft he gon talk in the precint
Im with the demons, no hiding, we seeking
Send that boy up catch the flight on the weekend
Stay on alert cause I know they be creeping
Brady, look, gang
Its just me and Pop
Dont need nobody else
Cause thatd be an extra witness
Movie get shot, them bullets put weight on his chest
No this aint Planet Fitness
Im tryna beat the box, 1942 I feed her shots
And you know how we tease the opp, I drop the check and make em see it drop
And she drive the boat , dick in her mouth and Im all in her throat
Ask your girl Im the goat , cant name one time you run up I aint throw
Bitch its Dread Woo you know I get racks
Tell em get back
We getting flipped thought it was a pack
He aint make it back
I call up Shane you know he move, attack , toting a strap
Who these niggas dressed in all black?
Huh, yo Pop them niggas cap
Yo Pop what the fuck is crackin my nigga I see you
Hold on, hahaha, goin crazy here
Hold on, woo
Look, Im like "who that nigga?"
Talkin bout "whats stackin, what the fuck is up?"
Huh? he aint one of us
You lookin dirty nigga, you aint one of us, nah
I come from the bottom where niggas keep Ninas tucked
We dont stop shots til the sun is up
I pass Dafi the chop thats a give and go
Keep five stones in his head like a mineral
He put pep at his head like a Mento
.38 punching like Kimbo
When you talkin to me, bitch remember Im a giant
I dropped outta school, Im defiant
A hater still here and they lying
But in the jungle Im a lion
Now they see me on a flight
They like "Papi on fire"
I really just bought the new LaFerrari
RD like sent me the wire
Yeah, skrrt, yeah, grrt, baow, haha, woo, woo
Throwing like Brady dont be the receiver
Dropped outta school, making more than my teacher
Hot as your wifey, for me she a eater
If it aint Dior, then Gucci the sneaker
That boy too soft he gon talk in the precint
Niggas watchin like the Rollie
Switch the VIN on the Stoley
Same nigga to the grave
Gotta watch them, Mille topless
Got the white like Milonakis
Im in traffic, say "Whats rockin"
You hear me? Fuck, ready
Try to shake a wave off a BO
Shorty shaped like she Creole
Fuck a parole, fuck a CO
Im outta town while Haitians eatin greole
Im back uptown with the papis
More white than a Nazi
Big wheel still I duck the paparazzi
No time for no limelight
And Im fresh to death like its prom night
Fuck them niggas on the other side
Only friend I got, he a dead guy
If you talk about him then the lead
Niggas they act like they know me, huh
Two fours on em like Kobe
Dont play with that lefty, he shoot like Ginóbili
Yeah Trav always tweaking
I ride with some apes and Im never on defense
Im preein these niggas, the way that they envy
Dont talk bout my money, but Im stacking plenty
Foreign bitches giving in a Bentley
Been trapping all day, man I just hit a ten-piece
Fuck a uber, threw that bitch in the renty
Throwing like Brady dont be the receiver
Dropped outta school, making more than my teacher
Hot as your wifey, for me she a eater
If it aint Dior, then Gucci the sneaker
That boy too soft he gon talk in the precint |
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
Showed out already
If it all that I got .30 on the Glock, that shit heavy
Hit it all with the chop, that shit dope put it on the scales
I think you know how we rock, niggas talk down, that shit dead
Every time I send them shots, they got smoke, facile
Cop all or you can cop these hoes, all can tell
Im all ears, get me dropped, thats said it all right there
Got no words for a thot then I set it off all for here
You know Im about to make it i-i-i-
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 |
Coke Boy, baby
Im up in traffic, I ride with them guns, you know how we do every summer
Jump out the bed like fuck what it is, you know how I do for my brothers
Chiraq career, they got me on papers, Im stuck in the zoo for the summer
Aint talk to my dawg in a couple of months, can somebody tell em I love em
Fucking these hoes all over the world, I never give groupies my number, uh
Racing them Lamb trucks, fresh in the front and the back of the bumper, yeah
Get em Xans up, fuck off a Perky and take off the rubber, uh
Put my hands up, look at the face and the Rollie, baguette and the buss, uh
Im not A Boogie, I keep on a hoodie, a hoodie
She want CELINE, I get it cause she got good pussy, uh
You said they stole your chain, you lied, they took it, uh
Amiris with the Dior Nikes
Every thirty years, they cried Armani tears if a nigga tried to play with my life
So watch what you say cause, nigga, I dont play, any time o the day, its on sight
I looked the judge in the face, told him, "I dont know a thing, I wasnt there that night"
They said I had a AK in a Rari and I just caught a body, Im like, "Nigga, thats a lie"
Armed and dangerous, sucker ass niggas cant bang with us
Angel dust, south bond streets they label us, notorious, cant be touched, yeah
Back of the block, yeah it was hell, yeah, serving the abundance
Lawyers and opps, yeah, judge by twelve and six feet under
One time for Chinx, one time for Max, you know Im puttin you under
Why am I still here? What is the mission? You know I sit here and wonder
Havent speak to my dawgs in a couple of months, can somebody tell em I love em
In my crib, duckin the feds, stuck in the zoo for the summer
One time for Big, one time for Pun, welcome to the city of God
You know the store, ride in the Rari, only way get out of dark
Play like the majors, life for the rich and the famous
Thats why shes sucking me off like I come in different flavors
Im not take mine, gotta take mine, shooters with me, yellow celine
Pop on the hook, youre out of your mind, go tell em rewind, baow
Every thirty years, they cried Armani tears if a nigga tried to play with my life
So watch what you say cause, nigga, I dont play, any time o the day, its on sight
I looked the judge in the face, told him, "I dont know a thing, I wasnt there that night"
They said I had a AK in a Rari and I just caught a body, Im like, "Nigga, thats a lie"
Coke Boy, baby
Coke Boy, baby |
You know what it is when you hear that "Hann"
This is a Melo beat
Pop Smoke with us
Baby, welcome to the party
Im off the Molly, the Xan, the lean
Thats why Im movin retarded
Baby, welcome to the party
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
Welcome to the party
Free GS9, free Rowdy and Bobby
I just sniped a Swedish bitch, had her yelling "Free Rocky"
Fuck the spirits, catch the body
Free Tay K, free Max
Circoc deal was a robbery
Call me French Vanilla Papi
Big boats, no Little Yachty
Take off with the Set like Cardi
I got these bitches confused, Steve Harvey
She like where the Moneybagg Yo?
Bitch, I am Yo Gotti
I get paid like the promoter
New York City on my shoulders
Got no sense like Im 50
Ballin like Im Jimmy
When they shot me, I got skinny
Now Im way up drinking Remy
Talkin N.Y., dont be silly
Nigga, run the city
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 |
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
Drop it down, shot caller
Pop that, then loyal
Made somethin from nothin
Nigga, I aint worried bout nothin
Them coke boys done came up , all the way up
No shoppin, lockjaw, bad bitch, marble floor
Stay schemin, dont panic
Got that quatro cinco , gettin that ocho cinco
That coke wave, that mac & cheese
That laundry man , that Max B
That Chinx Drugz , that wave god
That casino life , I dont need no hype
Drip down to the socks , no stylist
Nothin identical, babys unforgettable
One time for GS9 , one time for Pop Smoke
Its that young legend , you know what Im relevant
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 |
Thats what I be tryna tell the young niggas
Like, just stay focused, you understand?
You know what I’m sayin?
Keep your mind straight on the prize
Dont let nothin’ get in between, you know what Im sayin?
Gotta focus up, you know what Im sayin?
You gotta be fully focused
Cant let shit get in between the way, you and your goal
You gotta just do it, its nothin more, nothin’ less
You can do anything as long as you’re winnin, you’re woo
You tell them niggas "Shoot for the stars, aim for the moon" |
Traphouse Mob
Traphouse Mob
Uh, look
I got that sit em down feeling
Get up, cant sit around feeling
I got that drill em now feeling
Get up and drill em now feeling
Lightning, thunder, I got a drill em now feeling
Back out, brush em, no, I cant sit around feeling
I got that sit em down feeling
Get up, cant sit around feeling
I got that drill em now feeling
Get up and drill em now feeling
Lightning, thunder, I got a drill em now feeling
Back out, brush em, no, I cant sit around feeling
Lightning, thunder, put em under
Back out, brush em, I got that drill em now feeling
I got that cash out feeling, I got that touchdown feeling
I got that back out, get em, if you gon run up with em
Big .38, hawk em, big Benz, aint no walking
I aint really with the talking, I got that drill em now feeling
I got that run em down feeling
I got that kill em now feeling
I make em spin around spinning
Know my gun get around, get em
I got that sit em down feeling
Get up, cant sit around feeling
I got that drill em now feeling
Get up and drill em now feeling
Lightning, thunder, I got a drill em now feeling
Back out, brush em, no, I cant sit around feeling
I got that sit em down feeling
Get up, cant sit around feeling
I got that drill em now feeling
Get up and drill em now feeling
Lightning, thunder, I got a drill em now feeling
Back out, brush em, no, I cant sit around feeling
All of my enemies they getting paper
Them niggas slow or dumb or somethin
Ive been on a mission
Palms itching nigga I got a feeling some money coming
Dirty boys, and we dont fuck with niggas
We aint into the politics
Put this bitch on a flight
Now she my eater as soon as she touch down she swallowing
If it aint money then I aint talking
Is that shit a joke?
Drop five bands Louis V my coat
Been came in same color as goat
Been taking
Oh the opp niggas never be flexing
Cause them niggas broke
They talking crazy, thats brand new smoke
Get my shooters some brand new scopes
Dont knock your beef out your tacos
Fucking with her favorite Pop Smoke
Brody gonna pull up bullets bigger than pot holes
30s Tahoe
My niggas moving like
I got that sit em down feeling
Get up, cant sit around feeling
I got that drill em now feeling
Get up and drill em now feeling
Lightning, thunder, I got a drill em now feeling
Back out, brush em, no, I cant sit around feeling
This is a Melo beat
Mom, Moneyeverys making beats again |
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
This Glock up on me holds 6-0
Have em dancin like Calypso
Im a big belly woo boy
My stomach look like a hippo
Tell a bottle girl "Shake it"
Bring the bottles of Bel Air
Oh we cant smoke in the spot?
Still put that gas in the air
Nigga Im from the floss, where we get the money
Thats on the gang I dont care what you do
Get to the breesh, taking your malls
Where Im from, you gotta stack like a jew
Im a big woo I got guns in the coupe
Talk out your mouth you get robbed for your jewels
Know you aint gang Im BIG092
When you walk in the spot nigga you better woo
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 |
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Traphouse Mob
Uh
Yoz, what you tellin me?
Hahaha, hahaha, ha
You already know what it is, man
Shawty a thottie , she all on my body cause
Uh, uh, ha, ha
Smokin on opps, thats runtz , Im leanin
Pour four, turn to demon, opp in the spot
Bro, did you seen him, uh, uh
Cant wait til I meet him, uh, uh
Cant wait til I
Smokin on opps, thats runtz , Im leanin
Pour four, turn to demon, opp in the spot
Bro, did you seen him, uh, uh
Cant wait til I meet him, uh, uh
Cant wait til I
I got fifty-two shots in this Glock, bet a nigga wont let up
XD, a nigga totin Beretta
Rufflin feathers
I leave em deader
I got your bitch suckin on my treasure
I woo from the floss, yeah, we do it better
I got the hoes like Im Hugh Hefner
Bitch, Ima 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
Smokin on opps, thats runtz, Im leanin
Pour four , turn to demon, opp in the spot
Bro, did you seen him, uh, uh
Cant wait til I meet him, uh, uh
Cant wait til I
Smokin on opps, thats runtz , Im leanin
Pour four, turn to demon, opp in the spot
Bro, did you seen him, uh, uh
Cant wait til I meet him, uh, uh
Cant wait til I
Im coolin, Im leanin
Up in the spot just beat him
How could I like if I keep ya
Clutchin em, bustin em
New opp any could be them
When Im off of the lean Ima demon
R.I.P. Fredo, I cant be ODin
Smoke on opps, cookies
They already know whats goody
Thats crazy, you know how the hook be
Smokin on opp, thats runtz
Treesh get passed like blunts
Turn up a notch, smoke on the opps
They call me Glocky cause I keep a Glock
Dont get me lit cause I wont be a thot
But you wont be the first to come take a shot
Smokin on opps, thats runtz, Im leanin
Pour four, turn to demon, opp in the spot
Bro, did you seen him, uh, uh
Cant wait til I meet him, uh, uh
Cant wait til I
Smokin on opps, thats runtz, Im leanin
Pour four, turn to demon, opp in the spot
Bro, did you seen him, uh, uh
Cant wait til I meet him, uh, uh
Cant wait til I
Yoz, what you tellin me? |
Lyrics from Leak
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh
Its plenty different women on this Earth
Baby let me know, what your love is really worth
I feel like I been clustered in some love, I dont deserve
When all I did for you, is put some diamonds on your purse
Its plenty different women on this Earth
Baby let me know, what your love is really worth
I feel like I been clustered in some love, I dont deserve
When all I did for you, is put some diamonds on your purse
Look
Send me everything you want and you need
I just want you to
Put Chanel on your feet
Im off that Molly and lean
The Perc and the weed
You drivin me crazy
You come to my crib and you smoke on my weed
You take off your clothes
I had to give you my tee
Uh
You took off my briefs
Fuckin under the covers, I love it when it seats
Its plenty different women on this Earth
Baby let me know, what your love is really worth
I feel like I been clustered in some love, I dont deserve
When all I did for you, is put some diamonds on your purse
Its plenty different women on this Earth
Baby let me know, what your love is really worth
I feel like I been clustered in some love, I dont deserve
When all I did for you, is put some diamonds on your purse |
And I wish on all the rainbows that I see
I wish on all the people who really dream
And Im wishin on tomorrow, praying itll come
And Im wishin on all the lovin weve ever done
Im wishin on a star
Look, manslaughters and homicides
Whole bunch of niggas die
Whole bunch of babies cry
Lookin up I wonder why
"Why niggas took my guy?"
I’m still screamin, "R.I.P" to all my fallen soldiers
For them, Im givin’ hot shells like tacos
Big Woo, Im not Choo
Still duckin potholes
And still dumpin at Tahoes
I aint gone front, yea Im a leader man
Ive been rolling PDs man
Hit home runs like Jeter man
Keep Pipes like Peter Pan
Dripped in Adidas man
In that wish it would fit
Think about robbin me you gon catch a full clip
I’m from the Flossy where niggas keep that steel around here
Couple Lions, no folks, but Gorillas ’round here
If you dont bang what I bang, then don’t chill around here
Bullets sang, yеa you fuck around, and get killed around herе
Double G, Givenchy tee, Amiri jeans for the denim
Im in Manhattan in the stores if I want em I get em
Don’t trust a soul cause niggas play dumb if you let em
Act tough, if you want, until I send em to heaven
Mo got the aim, Berettas lift em up
Paramedics pick em up
Break em down in a dutch
My mans down I get em up |
Shoutout 808Melo
Yeah, oh, yeah
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
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 every day
I bought that bitch a Mazi, we to the grave
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
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
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
In my Dior |
Im feeling richer than ever
Loco-Gang-Gang, Dior der Sweater , hah, yeah, yeah
Loco bleibt Driller forever
Gebe die Stacks, Racks, fühle mich besser
Im feeling richer than ever, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Maison Margiela forever
Ständig geplapper auf Instagram, lass mal dein Bella, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Lucio, Loco-Gangmember, yeah, yeah
Grrt, pow, guck mal, der Loco ist ciao
Kommt vor, die dich kennn, Karate, Kung-Fu, Chi-Chao |
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
I dont know opposition ride around in the Urus
Ride with guns, no insurance
Had the chance to fuck a top R&B bitch, but I got head and blew it
Yeah, I dont wanna hear it, trenches love when I visit
Voice of the streets, period
Bury me in Mike Amiri
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
The Richard, The Richard the Millie , fuck a opp bitch tell her "Get out her feelings"
Pop me a Perc and I damage my kidneys
Go to New York and I cool with some Billys
Rather get caught then die with the glizzy
Hear me some sirens then pop me a wheelie
Turn on Pop Smoke and A Boogie and then I put on my hoodie
Put a switch on a back of that G-lock, turn that bitch into a fully
CPR just off a head shot, told them boys dont bully
He R.I.P of R.I.Ps, them not no regular bullets
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner
Foreigner |
Lyrics from snippet
Christian Dior , big twenty-twos
Big thirty-eight , dont tote no twenty-twos
Uh, Christian Dior like don’t Woo back for a bitch nah
Uh, I really got everything that I wished for
Popping the Perc I feel like a minister |
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,, 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, Billiе Jean
Christian Dior, Dior
Im up in all the storеs
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 |
Im fuckin gone nigga
Lil ride we outta here nigga
I can bare walk nigga
I be down the stairs cus, this shit crazy bro
Like, yo, bro
Yo, yo, yo, who the fuck is this nigga walkin out here?
No ride, yo, let me see this shit nigga, let me fucking see this nigga
Im like, who these niggas?
I dont know em
Run start, up and raze em, boy start throwin
Bullets blazin
Boy, tuck and rollin
Whats your name?
Where you goin?
Oh you thought I was slippin
Cause I was sippin?
This gun that Im holdin wont leave a witness, nigga you trippin
See you over here?
You aint got no business
You wanna be sneaky
Now look where that get you?
Wait, say a grace
You watch your mouth
You watch your place
You cant be mad when I up it to your face
I want the, but what happened if I missed you?
AXL , AXL , AXL |
Bitch, this aint a yatch, this a vessel for the woo
If you bring round the shot, she takin dick by the twos |
Lyrics from Live Performance
Nigga, we made it
Nigga, we made it
Nigga, we made it
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, buy it, I dont care what it cost, no
And I always keep a pole, I did a hundred on a pro
If you droppin a woo, we come wherе you live
Glock 9, infrared, pull up, and empty thе clip
Dread had the strap all summer in the Floss movin reckless
Please do not play wit me, nigga, I keep a K wit me
Nigga, we made it
Nigga, we made it, we made it
Nigga, we made it
Thank God that I made it |
Lyrics from Snippet
Throwin bullets like Peyton
I got a hundred niggas in the Flossy screaming, "Gang, gang"
And we all on the same thing and we all let that thing bang
Im off that lean, molly, weed... |
Uh?
092MLBOA
I make a call, its war
Uh
Make a left
Uh
Theyre kicked out the door, set a movie
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 that power, respect
I need that money, that power, respect
I need that money, that power, respect
I need that money, that power, respect
Big 092MLBOA
Its a young nigga named GQ
You got a gun, nigga, me too
Fly down your block like a eagle
We makin movie like Regal
You aint getting bread nigga, Gd you
No, you cant hide, boy, I see you
Stick to that bread nigga, eat too
Know I stay flossing my way to the top
Like a bitch on yo block
When I spin through yo block
When I target yo block
Boy I stay with that chop
Medussa I rock on yall flocks
Balmain jeans for the denim, I want em, I get em
Play dumb, then I light you up
They gon take advantage if you let em
I send em to heaven, Berettas gon lift em up
808, 808
Shoot then 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 can’t fuck you today, so you know that I tell her, wait
Heaven gates, I’m tryna send em to heaven gates
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 don’t play disrespect, nigga, watch what you say
My .38 never jam, my nigga
I need that, money, power and that respect gon get left
Tryna to run up, all my guns gon go press
Dont be stupid, niggas know I keep pole
Franklin god to all my Woos, niggas know
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 that power, respect
I need that money, that power, respect
I need that money, that power, respect
I need that money, that power, respect
Big 092MLBOA
Its a young nigga named GQ
You got a gun, nigga, me too
Fly down your block like a eagle
We makin movie like Regal
You aint getting bread nigga, Gd you
No, you cant hide, boy, I see you
Stick to that bread nigga, eat too |
AXL , AXL , AXL
The devil in my eyes, know what Im sayin?
From the city, servin iron, no way
Nah, nah
Aint no way, no way, no way
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 an 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 gon still love her kid
I just took twenty from the city they likе who is you?
A lotta niggas talkin shit that they dont rеally do
Im bout to turn my Air Force 1s into a Gucci shoe
Im bout to turn my Timberlands into a Yeezy boot
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
My boy Swizz hit me up Im like, "Hallelujah"
They know Ima do you, aimin for medulla
Turn my blunt Medusa
Cooler than a cooler
Ruger with a Ruger
A shooter with a shooter
A 100k all in a day
50 for the lawyer, 50 for the safe
Bear Heasy with the renty Im like, "Why wait?"
We the hottest in the city and the tristate
Look, the Woos about to raise the crime rate
I just pulled up to your block in a i8
Strapped, and Im ready, she want it in her belly
Then all I gave her was a glass and some Henny
Natural steak I put you on a plate
And we dont do it on the net we do it face to face
But if you talkin on that net I put you on your face
Cartiers and Pierres for a week straight
But if you lookin for me you know where Im at
No more hot dogs, only steak and mash
I got like a hundred guns in the stash
Never went to school, huh, but I always passed
AXL , AXL , AXL |
Swirv
This Is A Melo Beat
Light it up for a 50 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 it’s toxic
New York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet
Pour me a drink and it’s toxic
New York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet
Niggas keep bitin’, they copy
I get too stiff, I give ‘em the Heisman
Niggas be talkin’ ‘bout slidin’
I screw the tip and shoot ‘em in silence
Brand new coupe, no mileage
I show the gang and we high fivin’
She give me face in the Wraith
The semi, it should by the tre’
Moon walkin’, 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 bait
Surprise, a K, not a cake
I put kisses on the eyes of your bae
He made it trial and flakes
100k, you get whacked off today
I mix purp’ with codeine by the 1/8th
Grab the scope, line him like a tape
Back to back Lamborghinis, replay
I fish bowl the coupe’s, watch ‘em hate
The guts is red, Koolaid
We got sticks in case you want play
Roll a bigger bank roll
And make these hoes lose they soul
Suicide doors and TMZ posin’
Make them hoes take off they clothes
I custom’d my woes
They powdered they nose
They gettin’ exposed
They fucking the bros
Chauffeur open the door of the Roll’s
Toast, the bags came in, and we loaded
Light it up for a 50 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 it’s toxic
New York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet
Pour me a drink and it’s toxic
New York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet
Niggas keep bitin’, they copy
I get too stiff, I give ‘em the Heisman
Niggas be talkin’ ‘bout slidin’
I screw the tip and shoot ‘em in silence
Brand new coupe, no mileage
I show the gang and we high fivin’
I put the Adderall in my lean
In my Amiri Bravado jeans
Hella rocks in my socks
Hella guns in my brief
If a nigga movin’ Wok
That’s when he’s gon’ see
All the Woo’s poppin’ out the cut
Totin’ 33’s
She say, “You dark-skinned and handsome”
“You a gorgeous lil’ gangsta’”
She like, “You always dripped up in Dior,”
“And all your diamonds dancing”
She like, “You slick, piranha”
I tell her, “Work for yana”
Everything white, Madonna
Only hand-selected diamonds
Brand new Richard Millie, cost a milli’
Yeah a big ol’ ticket
Look, I always knew how to ball
Know they light it up if I make the call
He ain’t gon’ hesitate to shake
‘Cause he know I got that nigga if he falls
Light it up for a 50 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 it’s toxic
New York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet
Pour me a drink and it’s toxic
New York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet
Niggas keep bitin’, they copy
I get too stiff, I give ‘em the Heisman
Niggas be talkin’ ‘bout slidin’
I screw the tip and shoot ‘em in silence
Brand new coupe, no mileage
I show the gang and we high fivin |
This beat from Murda
Aye, woo
Aint fucking with none of these rap niggas, they just want you to fall off
My bitch, she bad as Rihanna, nigga that aint just for the blog call
KG, my money, ball
Your money small
When my phone ring, thats a bank phone, nigga money call
Bankroll bankroll, money calling
Rolls Royce truck, Im really balling
I bet on myself, I go all in
Put a brother to the top, we aint fallin
What you know bout that Nextel?
I want all money, made a mil in an email
The Maybach a V-12
Why that nigga coming, got me thinking is he 12?
Aint fucking with none of these rap niggas, they just want you to fall off
My bitch, she bad as Rihanna, nigga that aint just for the blog call
KG, my money, ball
Your money small
Whеn my phone ring, thats a bank phone, nigga money call
Lil bro wokе up like who Ima shoot today?
Foenem visit yo block let the Ruger spray
Talkin tough to his features got blew away
Put yo hood on the list like a tour day
Lil bitch Im back in gang now Im up lookin features and shows at a newer rate
I only like beamers and shit but I might switch it up, hit the e-way and do the straight
Swervin foreigns and shit like a drag race
Ive been running shit up at a fast pace
I aint worry bout shit but a cash plate
Tryna be Rich Forever the bag way
I aint in competition with niggas but cant let it look like Im coming in last place
I remember them robbery days when you better be still and do what this mask say
Aint fucking with none of these rap niggas, they just want you to fall off
My bitch, she bad as Rihanna, nigga that aint just for the blog call
KG, my money, ball
Your money small
When my phone ring, thats a bank phone, nigga money call
Look
I got 52 shots in this Glock
Is you waitin or nah?
Saying you tough but you calling a cop
Amiri my denim, Dior on my body
Pocket full of knots
They like whats your left? Patek
On my neck, Aquafina
Bad bitch like Trina, Im scheming
Off the perky, Im leanin
Aint fucking with none of these rap niggas, they just want you to fall off
My bitch, she bad as Rihanna, nigga that aint just for the blog call
KG, my money, ball
Your money small
When my phone ring, thats a bank phone, nigga money call |
Lyrics from Snippet
Look, look
I need that real love, talkin Bobby, Whitney and I keep it wit me
I dont go no girl Im picky cause I gotta know you with me
Cause shit could get sticky, thats why I keep a glizzy
Ridin at night through my city
Yeah, that bitch my everything, even Alexander Wang
She come from a block of hood now she got the final thing
She smoke peanut butter red, eleven karats on the ring
I swear to my bitch , I wont cost a thing... |
Lyrics from Snippet
Ooh, ooh
Crown got that fire
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Haha, look
I said "Im pistol packin"
Money stackin
Never lackin
Im a street finesser
Street professor , huh
Coordinator , huh
Head straight
I cant get no straighter , uh
These niggas think they lit
Til I put em out
We got the streets
So what they talkin bout?
Straight cash
That mean its more amounts
Just signed the deal
Opened up more accounts
If we fuckin then I see you later
I see you later, Im gettin paper |
The devil in my eyes, know what Im saying?
From the city, servin iron, no way
Nah, nah
Aint no way, no way, no way
Fish bowl, 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 an 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 gon still 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 boot
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
Got the scope with a clear eye view, woo
My boy Swizz hit me up Im like, "Hallelujah"
They know Ima do you, aimin for medulla
Turn my blunt Medusa
Cooler than a cooler
Ruger with Ruger
A shooter with a shooter
A 100k all in a day
50 for the lawyer, 50 for the safe
Bear Heasy the renty Im like, "Why wait?"
We the hottest in the city and the tristate
Look, the Woo is bout to raise the crime rate
I just pulled up to your block in a i8
Strapped, and Im ready, she want it in her belly
Then all I gave her was a glass and some Henny
Natural steak I put you on a plate
And we dont do it on the net we do it face to face
But if you talkin on that net I put you on your face
Cartiers and Pierres for a week straight
But if you lookin for me you know where Im at
No more hot dogs, only steak and mash
I got like a hundred guns in the stash
Never went to school, huh, but I always passed
Money, money, money , bitches, bitches, bitches
All these fucking killers, but the jails full of snitches
A dollar aint got a fucking thing to do with riches
Say cheese, now I got pictures of what a bitch is
Money, money, money , bitches, bitches, bitches
All these fucking killers, but the jails full of snitches
A dollar aint got a fucking thing to do with riches
Say cheese, now I got pictures of what a bitch is
When the dog get hungry, the dog gon eat
Thats when I slide my plate right under a nigga feet
Like the lines in the road, I get down in the street
Come through like "brrap," put them cats to sleep
Stay with the heat, cook niggas , shook niggas
Me and mine come through, we nothing but crook niggas
We off the hook, nigga , everybody strip
Everybody get down cause my niggas flip
On Jake niggas, fake niggas, snake niggas
Make niggas rape niggas, I hate niggas
Talking that riff-raff, get back
They call me "Extortion", nigga, I get half
Money, money, money , bitches, bitches, bitches
All these fucking killers, but the jails full of snitches
A dollar aint got a fucking thing to do with riches
Say cheese, now I got pictures of what a bitch is
Money, money, money , bitches, bitches, bitches
All these fucking killers , but the jails full of snitches
A dollar aint got a fucking thing to do with riches
Say cheese, now I got pictures of what a bitch is |
Lyrics from Snippet
My mama tellin me, mmm
Mmm, mmm, huh?
My mama tellin me, "Be careful, better stay out them projects
Better watch for them haters, you never know who be watchin
Talk less and do more, you never know who be talkin
If you want that check, you better aim for your target, yeah"
I up and squeeze on a pussy ass opp
Listen, cops askin me these questions, I dont know nothin
Hit that nigga up through the backdoor
My mama tellin me, "Be careful, bеtter stay out them projects
Better watch for them haters, you never know who be watchin
Talk less and do more, you never know who be talkin
If you want that check, you better aim for your target"
Yeah, like that |
Lyrics from Snippet
Yeah
Im so
Yoz, what you tellin me?
Shoota gang, gang, gang, gang
Pow
Pop a perc
Yeah, she a freak
She a freak yeah, she a freak, huh |
I dedicate this fight to him
I was gonna rip his heart out, Im the best ever
Im the most brutal and vicious and most ruthless champion theres ever been, theres no one can stop me
Lennox is a conqueror?
No, Im Alexander—hes no Alexander
Im the best ever
Theres never been anybody as ruthless
Im Sonny Liston, Im Jack Dempsey, theres no one like—Im from their cloth. Theres no onе that can match me
Summertime, spicy
Got my wеight 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 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 the check-ins
Stashed, daniel can check it
Christian Loubin when Im steppin
At the teller, she like, "Hol up a second"
All eyes on me when I step in
Pieces kickin like Tekken
I just dumped a few slips through the mobile
Ima call up 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
Just know I got some guns in store
Cause if I pop that trunk, Ima pop ya
For that new paper, Ill put you on the front
Uh, Me and Chop in the Audi, I brought the chop to the party
I give a call, and my cuz go retarded
If he pull up he leaving a mess
He do a drill in his cartis
AP Flossy is where it all started
Like yo cig cuz if you need me just holla
I done been around, I got a few collars
Watch out for Impalas
They lock you up, cause you tryna get a dollar
Tryna stay safe, them boys is a waste
You out of pocket, that .38 gon put you in place
You tryna catch a case, Im tryna catch a wraith
Im from Brooklyn, nigga thats New York
We love two doors and rock all the latest designer
I clap shit, like every time I see that mosquito
Shirt Cape and Moschino
And Im Smoking |
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, 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
Causе I aint goin out like Im Martin Luther
Nigga, open up thе 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, 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 |
Lyrics from Snippet
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 hеr squirtin in the cream, I put the Pеrky in my lean
Two thirtys got me leanin, I hope I dont OD |
AP
AP, evet
Ayy, bunu kulaklıkta aç
Bak
AP, ışıl ışıl
Nike’larım için çek bozdurdum
Ben katil miyim? Belki
İki tonlu, elmas kaplı
AP , ışıl ışıl
Nike’larım için çek bozdurdum
Ben katil miyim? Belki
İki tonlu, elmas kaplı
Benimle adam akıllı konuş , ya da hiç konuşma, ah
Bir telefonuma savaş çıkar
Hapın etkisindeyim
Benimle adam akıllı konuş , ya da hiç konuşma, ah
Bir telefonuma savaş çıkar
Hapın etkisindeyim
Sıkıyorum çünkü nefret ediyorum onlardan
Sikeyim onları, oyun oynadığım yok onlarla
Seslerini duymak istemiyorum harbiden
Söyleyecek hiçbir şeyim yok, zenci
Hatunumla biftek yiyorum
Onun silah taşıdığını biliyorum
Benim hatunun çantasında da var bir tane.
Söylemem gereken tek şey “Hallet onları.”
Gelirsem, elimde 100’lük şarjör olur
Tek duyacağın şey silah sesleri olur
Zenciler yanımda silah getirdiğimi biliyor
Güneş battığında ortalığı ben ısıtacağım
Hararet bastı , Hatun bir diva gibi davranmak istiyor
Hatun yalamak istiyor benimkini.
Ben ıslak bırakıyorum onunkini, Aquafina
AP, ışıl ışıl
Nike’larım için çek bozdurdum
Ben katil miyim? Belki
İki tonlu, elmas kaplı
AP , ışıl ışıl
Nike’larım için çek bozdurdum
Ben katil miyim? Belki
İki tonlu, elmas kaplı
Benimle adam akıllı konuş , ya da hiç konuşma, ah
Bir telefonuma savaş çıkar
Hapın etkisindeyim
Benimle adam akıllı konuş , ya da hiç konuşma, ah
Bir telefonuma savaş çıkar
Hapın etkisindeyim
Bak, Bu Lazerli Glock’un içinde 25 mermim var ve Silah boşalırsa yağacak üstüne mermiler
Trey Suvy tüfek tutuyor
Adamların ateş ettiği yer sarı bantla çevrili, kopardım kafasını
Tüfeği doldurunca akmaya başladı
Zenciler beni gördüğü anda kaçıyor
Silahın ucunda susturucu var
Zenciler seni bir hiç uğruna vurur
Trey Suvy, silahla oynuyor
Eminim ki film çekebilir.
Pop giyiyor Louis
Yüzlerce parası ve mücevheri var
Hatunun götüne 55 bin verdim
Onun götüne dokunursan zencilerim ateş eder
AP, ışıl ışıl
Nike’larım için çek bozdurdum
Ben katil miyim? Belki
İki tonlu, elmas kaplı
AP , ışıl ışıl
Nike’larım için çek bozdurdum
Ben katil miyim? Belki
İki tonlu, elmas kaplı
Benimle adam akıllı konuş , ya da hiç konuşma, ah
Bir telefonuma savaş çıkar
Hapın etkisindeyim
Benimle adam akıllı konuş , ya da hiç konuşma, ah
Bir telefonuma savaş çıkar
Hapın etkisindeyim |
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 |
Lyrics from Snippet
Yeah, fuckin this bitch outta London
She told me she like the way that I be comin
I told her I like the way that she be fuckin
She spit on it, slurp it up and then she suck it
I told her to act like the Patek and buss it
G-Wagon, G-Wagon, like we are Russian
I jump out that bih like Im Puffy
Bring up my name and Im hittin the button like
Blue fashion |
Uh?
Come on, baddie
Pull up, yo, what you doin?
Pull up, look
Pass the joints
Wait, wait
Woo, yeah, yeah, that shit right there
Let me see some
Whats crackin cuz
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 |
Lyrics from Snippet
Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi
Yeah, yeah
I just be counting like Woo
I just be counting like Woo
I just be counting like Woo
I just be counting like Woo
I just be counting like Woo
I just be counting like Woo
I just be counting like Woo
I just be counting like Woo
I just be counting like Woo
You heard that I am a wolf
Lil Uzi Vert, I cant lose
You know its double my jewels
Fuck on them thotties, Im rude
You know that I got the juice
I got the wet like a pool
My bitch thе President, counting the Prеsidents, I got unlimited loot
She tryna fuck on a dude
I got that bitch on her new
Popping that pill, now Im zooted
My Perkys still feel where the at
Smoking the opps, make em choose
Got money on me like a Jew
Carats on me, I can see in the dark
These niggas, they aint really got no heart
Bitch, Im a boss, I aint even gotta park
But I just do that shit anyway
I gotta count money, cant anyone hear me
But I dont even play with these niggas there, all of these niggas aint topping my look, lets go
Yeah, Ive been getting money for 6 years
Broke as shit, do you think I care?
Yeah, I just bought a brand-new piercing
Yeah, pink diamonds look like a pear
Yeah, new diamonds, they too pure
Yeah, diamonds too wet like a pier
Yeah, your diamonds cant compare
I like your bitch, lets share
Yeah, deep down, I know you really care
Yeah, diamonds got you stuck like a deer
Yeah, she sit on the dick like a chair
I done pulled up in a Cullinan, this shit like a chariot
I done put a red diamond on my neck, this shit look like a period
This a comma, bitch, no period
Yall niggas too broke, that social distance, cant get near to us
That shit that you call diamonds on your neck, dont look clear to us
Im high as a satellite, this beam is too serious
She tryna buck some, she tryna fuck some
She tryna suck some, I aint no wearing no rubber, oh
Hit her once... |
Load it, Up it
Im off a pilly Im bussin
I spot em, fuck it, we shoot whoever he come wit
Im not the nigga to fuck with
I make that bitch feel disgusted
Smokin exotic mustard
If you promote violence I love it
Load it, Up it
Im off a pilly Im bussin
I spot em, fuck it, we shoot whoever he come wit
Im not the nigga to fuck with
I make that bitch feel disgusted
Smokin exotic mustard
If you promote violence, I love it
I aint get no sleep Im schemin
Tell twelve "relax, Im speedin"
Three shots, he barely breathin
Band-aids, cant stop the bleedin
Rah Swish, thats a big woo
Opp treeshas, tryna meet him
You playin finders keepers
Until you find her cheatin
I got your main jawn, tryna brainstorm, she like witch woo she want most
She fell in love wit foreign cars, said she never seen money up close
Hope you aint tryna cuff, thats a dub girl once I get it then Im goin ghost
You tryna switch up, Cuz the season changed, all summer you was driven boats
Aint shit changed yea its gettin cold
Dont make me shoot a nigga through the coat
If it aint first block wit the apes, then Im wit SP on the zoe
Always on B time call up big Bs, you know everything still dope
Free my young shooter, he would still be here if the Zanotti nigga never told
Load it, Up it
Im off a pilly Im bussin
I spot em, fuck it, we shoot whoever he come wit
Im not the nigga to fuck with
I make that bitch feel disgusted
Smokin exotic mustard
If you promote violence I love it
Load it, Up it
Im off a pilly Im bussin
I spot em, fuck it, we shoot whoever he come wit
Im not the nigga to fuck with
I make that bitch feel disgusted
Smokin exotic mustard
If you promote violence I love it
I got fifty-two shots in this Glock, put an inferred on a opp, if he let off
Trey Suvy, hold the 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 nothin
Trey Suvy
Boy playin wit the toolie
I bet he make a movie
Pop dripped up in Louie
Couple hundred in some jewelry
Spent fifty-five on her booty
Touch her ass, a nigga shootin
Load it, Up it
Im off a pilly Im bussin
I spot em, fuck it, we shoot whoever he come wit
Im not the nigga to fuck with
I make that bitch feel disgusted
Smokin exotic mustard
If you promote violence I love it
Load it, Up it
Im off a pilly Im bussin
I spot em, fuck it, we shoot whoever he come wit
Im not the nigga to fuck with
I make that bitch feel disgusted
Smokin exotic mustard
If you promote violence I love it |
Lyrics from Snippet
Ricos going crazy again
CashMoneyAP
I feel like makin a hundred fifty K today
If they lock me, they lock me up
It dont matter, my mom still gon love me
Look
Get straight
To the cash
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
Get straight
To the cash
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
All this aggression
And all of this action
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
All this aggression
And all of this action
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
Glock nine , thirty
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
On my neck , thirty
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion, look
Get away , dirty
You wont look good with this fashion
You wont look good with this fashion
Get away , dirty
You wont look good with this fashion
You wont look good with this fashion
My moves , sturdy
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
Let it ring , birdie
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
Get straight
To the cash
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
Get straight
To the cash
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
All this aggression
And all of this action
Looking good in all this fashion
Its looking good in all this fashion
All this aggression
And all of this action
Looking good in all this fashion
Its looking good in all this fashion
Drop fifty into care
Been Ima buy her a
Whole drippin Louis, Im blastin
Drippin , Ima kill and
No Im not my coming again
Plug called tell him send me the address
free let him deal with the
She want Celine, she can have it
Get a ruler then match it
G5, my bitches are bad
She ride it, she ride it
Fuck is when its time
Need a for the , head
The Lamborghini with a bed
Get straight
To the cash
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
Get straight
To the cash
Looking good in all this fashion
Looking good in all this fashion
All this aggression
And all of this action
Looking good in all this fashion
Its looking good in all this fashion
All this aggression
And all of this action
Looking good in all this fashion
Its looking good in all this fashion |
Lyrics from Snippet
...22s
Lurkin, woo , woo
Give ’em the boo... |
. |
Lyrics from Snippet
...
I love your body
I know your feelin on it
Your is callin
Oh girl and its callin, callin, callin
Girl, whine up your body
I know you feelin on it
Your is callin
Its callin, callin, callin, yeah
Girl, Im going to take my time
Caress your body and hold you tight
Girl, I wanna make you mine
The way you move is so nice...
...yeah
I need your love
Huh, look
092 shit
Yeah, Im with the woo shit
Baby leave your man and come and hop up in a coupe bitch
This aint no new shit
Yeah, I really do this so dont treat me like no fool bitch
Huh, listen baby let me tell you about my life
Huh, keep a weapon with me
Huh, keep a weapon tight
Treat it clear, treat it like my wife
Put my dick up in she hole
Huh... |
Lyrics From Snippet
DJADJA, I turn your noodles to pasta
Ill order steak, no more lobster... |
I think you are something special, oh
Cause I’m 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
What’s 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 don’t 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, I’ma 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 I’m 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
No, no, no, no, no, 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
No, no, no, no, no, baby
I really like what youve done to me
Oh, I cant really explain it
Im so into you
I really like what youve done to me
Oh, I cant really explain it
Im so into you
I really like what I feel when Im with you
Youre a dream come true
Dont you ever leave my side
Cause it feel so right
I really like what youve done to me
Oh, I cant really explain it
Im so into you
I really like what youve done to me
I cant really explain it
Im so into you |
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
Baby, welcome to the party
I got the ecs, the shrooms, the acid, yes, you can see I’m a savage
Baby, welcome to the party
She pulled up in a Benz, she came with her friend
I told her meet my nigga Bari
Im a villain, Im feelin like Carti
Yeah, you see the fit, Ima die lit
I beat it, I buss and I dip
I told a witch stop following me
She stalkin me, she tryna ruin my drip
These niggas run around, screamin "Gang, gang"
I aint never seen you on the strip
Never ever had the pebs in your mouth
Never ever had a tool in the whip
Had heavy metal like a bench press
Its a waste of time sendin death threats
I got love letters I aint read yet
The club close, we aint left yet
Fuck a dress code, were the best dressed
Double Rs in my headrest
Asked her if shes coming and she said yes
Thats shopping sprees and the best sex
Youre just a silly nigga with your silly raps
Snitchin on yourself in your verses
I was drivin home, saw the light was on
Pull up on your girl for a service
And when its showtime, they be takin money out their purses
Its a hundred racks when I touch a stage, how could I ever get nervous?
A-A-All of them talk
None of them walk
They say they are shooters, gunmen
Big dogs, let me see them bark
A-A-All of them talk
None of them walk
They say they are shooters, gunmen
Big dogs, let me see them bark
You never see me, up here, its so lonely
Sitting on clouds, bash si taxi mu ka kthy dhe avioni
Jom ai dibroni , sa doni mohoni
Prej ditës që erdha dhe deri kësaj dite ju lashë krejt te stoli
Erdhi gogoli, kurora simboli
Arsyeja pse eci me çanta me vete se nuk mi nxe lekët më portofoli
Too sick, too fine
Too real, too shine
Shoku erdh dita e jona
Pare tu gjujt me miliona
Too sick, too fine
Too real, too shine
Shoku erdh dita e jona
Pare tu gjujt me miliona
A-A-All of them talk
None of them walk
They say they are shooters, gunmen
Big dogs, let me see them bark
A-A-All of them talk
None of them walk
They say they are shooters, gunmen
Big dogs, let me see them bark |
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 |
Look
Look
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
Fucking Bitches I Aint Never Hating
In A Line Waiting
Getting Money
And I Aint Got To Make It
I Got A Rednose Pit
That Will Fucking Chase Him
That Will Leave Your Ass On The Strip
Like He Fuck With Jason
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH
I Be Rider On The Map
I Dont Have Time
To Get Found In The Trap
But I Do Got A Bunch Crack
It Will Make Your Pocket Mulfucking Tap
And I Tuck The Gat
So If A Nigga Want To Talk It Over With
He Getting Fucking Smack
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 |
Projects:2019:Meet the Woo↗
Meet the Woo ↗2020:Meet the Woo 2↗
Meet the Woo 2 ↗
Shoot for the Stars Aim for the Moon↗
Shoot for the Stars Aim for the Moon ↗
Mood Swings↗
Enjoy Yourself↗
For the Night↗2021:Faith↗Singles:2018:MPR: December 19th, 2018↗2019:Flexin’: January 28th, 2019↗
Meet the Woo: April 4th, 2019↗
Welcome to the Party: April 23rd, 2019↗
Hawk Em: July 26th, 2019↗
Better Have Your Gun: July 26th, 2019↗
Scenario: July 26, 2019↗
Dior: July 26th, 2019↗
Feeling: July 26th, 2019↗
PTSD: July 26th, 2019↗
Brother Man: July 26th, 2019↗
Brush Em : August 4th, 2019↗
Welcome to the Party : August 16th, 2019↗
Welcome to the Party : August 20th, 2019↗
War: October 4th, 2019↗
Double It : October 10th, 2019↗
Not Like Me : November 6th, 2019↗
50k : November 22nd, 2019↗
Fire In The Booth, Pt.1: November 26th, 2019↗
Drive the Boat: December 6th, 2019↗
100k On a Coupe: December 13th, 2019↗
GATTI: December 27th, 2019↗2020:Christopher Walking: January 15th, 2020↗
Slide : January 16th, 2020↗
Invincible: February 7th, 2020↗
Shake the Room: February 7th, 2020↗
Get Back: February 7th, 2020↗
Foreigner: February 7th, 2020↗
Sweetheart: February 7th, 2020↗
Element: February 7th, 2020↗
Armed N Dangerous : February 7th, 2020↗
Mannequin: February 7th, 2020↗
Dreaming: February 7th, 2020↗
She Got a Thing: February 7th, 2020↗
Ordinary : February 12th, 2020↗*POSTHUMOUS*Top Shotta : February 27th, 2020↗
Run It Up : May 8th, 2020↗
Zoo York : May 8th, 2020↗
Zoo York : May 22nd, 2020↗
Make It Rain: June 12th, 2020↗
Bad Bitch from Tokyo : July 3rd, 2020↗
Aim for the Moon: July 3rd, 2020↗
For the Night: July 3rd, 2020↗
44 BullDog: July 3rd, 2020↗
Gangstas: July 3rd, 2020↗
Yea Yea: July 3rd, 2020↗
Creature: July 3rd, 2020↗
Snitching: July 3rd, 2020↗
The Woo: July 3rd, 2020↗
West Coast Shit: July 3rd, 2020↗
Enjoy Yourself: July 3rd, 2020↗
Mood Swings: July 3rd, 2020↗
Something Special: July 3rd, 2020↗
What You Know Bout Love: July 3rd, 2020↗
Diana: July 3rd, 2020↗
Got It on Me: July 3rd, 2020↗
Tunnel Vision : July 3rd, 2020↗
Hotel Lobby: July 20th, 2020↗
Showin Off, Pt.1: July 20th, 2020↗
Showin Off, Pt.2: July 20th, 2020↗
Iced Out Audemars: July 20th, 2020↗
Woo Year: July 20th, 2020↗
Tsunami: July 20th, 2020↗
Backseat: July 20th, 2020↗
Imperfections : July 20th, 2020↗
She Feelin Nice: July 20th, 2020↗
Paranoia: July 20th, 2020↗
Hello: July 20th, 2020↗
Be Clearr: July 20th, 2020↗
Yea Yea : July 20th, 2020↗
Diana : July 20th, 2020↗
Enjoy Yourself : July 20th, 2020↗
Mood Swings : September 18th, 2020↗
Iced Out Audemars : October 15th, 2020↗
Double G : October 30th, 2020↗
Black Mask : October 30th, 2020↗
Show Out: December 11th, 2020↗2021:Burner On Deck : January 29th, 2021↗
AP: February 26, 2021↗
Fashion: March 5th, 2021↗
No Cap : March 5th, 2021↗
Clueless : June 11th, 2021↗
Light It Up: June 11th, 2021↗
Lane Switcha: June 17th, 2021↗
Outro: June 23rd, 2021↗
Good News: July 16th, 2021↗
More Time: July 16th, 2021↗
Tell The Vision: July 16th, 2021↗
Manslaughter: July 16th, 2021↗
Bout a Million: July 16th, 2021↗
Brush Em: July 16th, 2021↗
Top Shotta: July 16th, 2021↗
30: July 16th, 2021↗
Beat the Speaker: July 16th, 2021↗
Coupe: July 16th, 2021↗
What’s Crackin: July 16th, 2021↗
Genius: July 16th, 2021↗
Mr. Jones: July 16th, 2021↗
Woo Baby Interlude: July 16th, 2021↗
Woo Baby: July 16th, 2021↗
Demeanor: July 16th, 2021↗
Spoiled: July 16th, 2021↗
8-Ball: July 16th, 2021↗
Back Door: July 16th, 2021↗
Merci Beaucoup: July 16th, 2021↗Unreleased Music↗ |
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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
ÕõõÕõõõÕõõõõ
Vittu sa kempled ah?
Türa kui see pederast astub fucking selga mulle
Mida munni ma tegema pean?
Türa jumala fresh, türa kõik luuad on kuradi oh
Ah? Türa kui venelased tulevad sinu maale
Kas sa türa ütled: "Oi türa tulge, vaata tulge,"
ei türa sa hakkad kuradi ah, ah, ah
Hakkad vastu noh
Mida vittu, ma ei kannata
Türa keegi pomps vastu tuleb, tõmbad "ABAA!"
Türa,
Tõmbab ära, abaa!
Koledad, koledad luuad
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
Why you do this, ah?
Türa see on minu naabruskond vaata,
Sada meetrit, paps elab seal vaata
Türa keegi kuradi saja meetri raadiusesse
Türa "ABAA!" raisk
Saja meetri raadiuses türa, keegi ei tohi tulla raisk
Näe, türa Karl tuleb, ma tõmban "ASAA!" raisk
Perse
Räiged rajemid, mingi bullyrajemid mind
Traphouse Mob
ÕõõÕõõõÕõõõõ
Miks mind peaks kottima inimeste arvamus, keda ma kunagi ei näe enam
Ma ei näe neid mitte kunagi enam
Miks
Ma ei mäleta, nad ei mäleta mind kuradi homme hommikul
Türa mu kube on ikka valus veel |
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Yoz, what you tellin me?
Jairo
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 dancin
Im poppin , I’m flashy
The bitches love me cause I’m 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 thе carats
Throwin bullets
Throwin’ bullets like Im Maddеn
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
Yoz, what you tellin me?
Jairo |
Lyrics from snippets
Robo came with a toolie
And the mans them comin strapped
Hatin ass nigga go back and forth, but I dont do tit for tat
Rest in peace, Pop Smoke, but they dont really wanna talk about that
Its over for all of them now that they know that Im in my bag
In my bag
Yes, Im in my bag
Im In my bag
Yeah, Im in my bag
Im in my bag
Im in my bag
Yeah, Im in my bag
Im in my bag, Imma slide like Toosie
Walk in the spot and they lookin like, "Whos he?"
I dont give a fuck, man Im feeling like Boosie
I do not drill but they actin all ruly
Piece in the booth, now I want it like Huey
Pop was a big Crip, that nigga a Suvie
They tryna break me, I find it amusing
Piece on yo bitches throwin, thats what Im doing
White Runtz, then I roll with the drama
Drip my bitch out in Dolce Gabbana
Mike Amiri, spend a couple of thousands
From The Floss, so you know Im about it
Yeah you know we been about it
Pop Smoke, brought the semi automatics
Robo came with a toolie
And the mans them comin strapped
Hatin ass nigga go back and forth, but I dont do tit for tat
Rest in peace, Pop Smoke, but they dont really wanna talk about that
Its over for all of them now that they know that Im in my bag
In my bag
Yes, Im in my bag
Im In my bag
Yeah, Im in my bag
Im in my bag
Im in my bag
Yeah, Im in my bag
This Glock up on me hold 6-0
Have em dancing like Calypso
Im a big belly rude boy
My pockets look like a hippo
Tell a bottle girl, "Shake it"
Bring the bottles of Belaire
Oh, we cant smoke in this spot?
Stil full of gas in the air
Nigga Im from The Floss, so we get the money
Thats on the gang, I dont care what you do
Get to the breesh, taking your malls
Where Im from, you gotta stack like a Jew
Im a big woo, I got guns in the coupe
Talk out your mouth, you get robbed for your jewels
Know you aint gang, Im BIG092
When you walk in the spot nigga you better woo |
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
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 |
Lyrics from Snippet
Huh?
I like my yummy yellow
And that ass feel like jello
Shorty light skinned and tatted
Ass fat, so I grabbed it
I gave her this dick and I lasted
No rubber, no plastic
You know I had to get right, mama
I gotta get my baby
Its Pop Smoke , she know my worth
Young Flossy Nigga, she know Im in my Birkin
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 cum 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 |
Lyrics from Snippets
Yoz, what you tellin me?
Woo
Beat by Yamaica Productions, baby
Wait, Hol on
Yoz, what you tellin me?
Catch a opp and Im takin his jewelry, catch a opp and Im takin his jewelry
Beat by Yamaica Productions, baby
Wait , Hahahahaha
Yeah, hol on, Juice K
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...
fuck once
She callin me "Daddy" I feel like her father
They know... |
Lyrics from Snippet
...toxic
Ill perk you on the way
Wake up, bad bitch
Link up
My dick, her mouth, big as fuck
I get the money dont change up
Well never let em claim us
Well never let em claim us
Lil bitch... |