- Pop Smoke War 歌词
- Lil Tjay Pop Smoke
- Pop Smoke:
Traphouse Mob (Woo)
If I want it, I'ma grab it (Baow)
If I want it, I'ma have it (Woo, woo)
Christian Dior (Christian Dior)
I'm up in all the stores (This is a Melo beat)
I make a call (Woo, woo)
I make a call and it's war
And, n*gga, you can check the score
We up on the board (Woo, woo)
And we all livin' lavish
If I want it, I'ma have it
I make a call (Woo, woo)
I make a call and it's war
And, n*gga, you can check the score
We up on the board (Woo, woo)
And we all livin' lavish
If I want it, I'ma have it
Lil Tjay:
My n*ggas with it
Money flow, run up them digits
I know n*ggas mad that we did it
Say it, we live it
Morals, we'll never forget it
I ever get booked, I'm a cricket
Get it and flip it
Henny right here, I'ma sip it
You try me, it's shots at your biscuit
Twenty-four hip it
I'ma just twenty-four hip it 'cause bro said, "Don't ever forget it"
Gang with me
Anywhere I pop out, know the thang with me
Every n*gga in here with me gon' bang with me
Try your luck and bro goin' insane with me
Bodies dropping, that sh*t ain't a thing to me
Smokin' deadies, I'm rollin' up lame n*ggas
Couple n*ggas here with me done changed n*ggas
Clean the mission, we leavin' remains, n*gga
Strictly business, ain't playin' no games
F*ck all this fame, n*gga
You will get flamed, n*gga
Don't you front, I got aim, n*gga
I saw homis that f*ck with my brain, n*gga
I be feelin' like goin' insane, n*gga
I just got me a check, now my chain bigger
You gon' die for the stain, n*gga
When you sent me the addy, I came, n*gga
Only me and my main n*ggas
You ain't ready for static, don't play, n*gga
We could hit you today, n*gga
If you makin' your bed, better lay, n*gga
There ain't too much to say, n*gga
Pop Smoke:
I make a call (Woo, woo)
I make a call and it's war
And, n*gga, you can check the score
We up on the board (Woo, woo)
And we all livin' lavish
If I want it, I'ma have it
I make a call (Woo, woo)
I make a call and it's war
And, n*gga, you can check the score
We up on the board (Woo, woo)
And we all livin' lavish
If I want it, I'ma have it (Look)
I got thirty shots for any n*gga who want it (Facts)
Me and Tjay, we be huntin' (Woo)
I don't talk much 'cause n*ggas know how we comin' (Bah)
N*ggas know I be dumpin' (Grrt)
Glock 9 dumpin' (Dumpin')
Run, Ricky, runnin' (Runnin')
Blue face hundreds (Hundreds)
Know I'm the bill collector (Woo)
Pull up, what's crackin'? Gun get to blastin'
Talk on my name and we wildin' out
All the opps in the spliff, ashin' (Ashin')
Puff, puff, ain't no passin' (Passin')
You gon' end up in a casket (Casket)
'Cause n*ggas know what we into (That's a fact)
I get to drillin', I'm sittin', I'm killin'
I'm sinnin' if I get the feelin' (You will be dead)
I call Jaguar, bet he clap twos (Woo)
Sip Remy like he Papoose
Have him stay still like a statue (Statue)
Have him inked in like a tattoo
If I run down, he a goner
Headshot, no warnin' (Know we run down, little n*gga)
It's a man down when it's pourin' (Now)
Gang spin early morning
I don't get mad, I get money (Facts)
What you lookin' at, little dummy? (What you lookin' at?)
I start buckin' teeth like I'm Bunny (Blah)
And I back the Wraith out for nothin' (Grrt)
I make a call (Woo, woo)
I make a call and it's war
And, n*gga, you can check the score
We up on the board (Woo, woo)
And we all livin' lavish
If I want it, I'ma have it
I make a call (Woo, woo)
I make a call and it's war
And, n*gga, you can check the score
We up on the board (Woo, woo)
And we all livin' lavish
If I want it, I'ma have it
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