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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...

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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...