- Pop Smoke rumble 歌詞
- Tay Floss Pop Smoke
- [Intro: Pop Smoke & Tayy Floss]
Grrrrt
Woo, woo, woo
092MLB (Opps know how Im rockin, grrt)
I make a call and its war, huh?
Its 09s to the Cloccs, man
Run up, get done up, nigga
Spin the block, nigga (Grrt)
**** is you talkin bout?
09, 100 Cloccs, we really do this shit, nigga
Whats up nigga? GDK, nigga (Its that 100 Cloccs shit, man)
We really do this, nigga
Whats up, nigga? Spin the block, grrrt, GDK
(All I know is you better have your vest, all that gangsta shit I put it to test)
[Verse 1: Pop Smoke and Tayy Floss]
Step on the field, watch em crumble (Brr)
Talkin for what but you aint put no work (Pah, pah)
All that talk but you aint wanna rumble (Grrt)
Knuckle up, or get put on a shirt (Bah, bah, bah)
Send shots, hit you and your uncle (Uncle, yeah, bah)
Talkin for what but you aint been the first (Grrt)
Sauce drip like I stepped in a puddle (Puddle, bah, bah )
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 (Brr)
Friday, Im hittin shit, where Im parkin my Vs like this (Skrrt, skrrt)
Flatbush got me stuck on a bracelet (Precinct)
Tell the DA, 'I aint writing no statements' (Writing no statements)
Big boot, have you stuck in the pavement (Blah, blah)
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, we keep two grips
Call the real choppers, we spin in two whips
[Chorus: Pop Smoke & Tayy Floss]
Niggas talk, for what? (Grrrt)
They know, we bend blocks for sure, shoot what, shoot who?
Caught in the road, that pole give you two shots , who hot?
Dont give a **** who block, free Clax, free Shots
Dont give a ****, who flock, get your hoe shot up (Bah, bah)
[ Verse 2: Tayy Floss]
Certain niggas if you touch thatll get you brushed (Bah, bah)
I aint talkin no bluff when Im tryin up (Skrrt)
Shooters in the club, ready to gun bust
You know whats up, keep my Drac tucked aint no runnin up
Hundreds in the bag, you know how the Cloccs move
When I see an opp treesh, yeah she scream 'Woo'
All my niggas on the road, tryna eat food
Cook it up, couple tracks, on the new feuds
Switch it up, now Im back on that trap shit (On that trap)
Hit the block, hit the road, get it back quick (Get it back)
Had to bake half the work, make it backflip (Make it backflip)
Posted up on that block, for that package (Skrrt)
Shooters on call, this aint no practice (Bah, bah)
Act quick, at your dome with that MAC stiff (Grrr)
Fast whip, spin your block, know youre tragic (Skrrt, skrrt)
***** know Floss with, all my Woos trappin (Woo)
Aint no average
09 to the Cloccs, all my niggas on point for that action
Every pack in, sick a nigga if he jackin that he stackin (GDK)
Know my nigga savage
Skinny nigga but my pockets full of cabbage (Breesh)
Folk treesh from the floss, so they average
Blue cheese make these ***** throw they ass quick (Give me that)
Now Im on top, hands out for the little six (Nah)
Man these niggas sick
Would they ask for the sauce if you aint post the pic of your latest shits, cant get the drip (Never)
Niggas came for the sauce, thatll get you clipped careful with the four-fifth (Bah, bah, grah)
Hundred doors kicked (Grrr), keys in the cut
Dont try your luck, couple shots to your gut (Grrr)
Told my niggas aint no lettin up (Nah)
One call and I bet my shooters lift you up (Grrr)
[Chorus: Pop Smoke & Tayy Floss]
Niggas talk, for what? (Bah, bah, bah)
They know, we bend blocks for sure, shoot what, shoot who?
Caught in the road, that pole give you two shots, who hot?
Dont give a **** who block, free Clax, free Shots
Dont give a ****, who flock, get your hoe shot up
[Outro: Tayy Floss]
Boy, you know its that 100 Cloccs shit, man
Nigga, we out here, nigga
**** is you talkin bout, nigga?
Spin the block, nigga (Grrrt)
Posted up on the block every day, nigga
Spin the block, nigga
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