Pop Smoke - Scenario - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

26.07.2019

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Drill,East Coast

Tekst piosenki
[Intro] Traphouse Mob Uh Shout out my 50 Clocc niggas, my 100 Clocc niggas Big 092MLBOA to the Swish, uh FTO shit, free Jeezy, free Clutch, free Melly Gs, man Ten K, what up? Trav, what up? Uh [Chorus] Pull up, we snatching your babas Big 092, those my guys Pull up and change the scenario Act up and bullets start tearing 'em, uh My body different, hop in the foreign, I'm drifting Tell Dread lift him, give him bald head like he Clifton Pull up, we snatching your babas Big 092, those my guys Pull up and change the scenario Act up and bullets start tearing 'em, uh My body different, hop in the foreign, I'm drifting Tell Dread lift him, give him bald head like he Clifton [Verse 1] I don't know why these filthy niggas talkin' hot There be no filthy niggas on the scene I got like fifty rounds up in that clip I put that fifty clip up to your bean Then let it bang for nothing 10K in back the Wraith for nothin' Zanotti got shot and he sang for nothin' Hope the lawyer beat the case, a hundred Nigga, I'm the Big Fuu, Big 092 I spent like four racks on Amiris What the fuck they gon' tell me? Y'all niggas leery Step back for the three like I'm Curry (Swish) Nigga, I'm a big Suvy, I make a movie Pull up and clap your kufi Nigga, I make an action movie, I make an action movie Pull up to TD in i8 If we all getting money, then why hate? Smoove Heasy the renty That boy is too benty He 'bout to go fuck up the crime rate I got twenty-twos up in my coupe Act up in the school, we pull up, we give him the boot And I'm big flossy woo No construction, but a nigga know I got the tool [Chorus] Pull up, we snatching your babas Big 092, those my guys Pull up and change the scenario Act up and bullets start tearing 'em, uh My body different, hop in the foreign, I'm drifting Tell Dread lift him, give him bald head like he Clifton Pull up, we snatching your babas Big 092, those my guys Pull up and change the scenario Act up and bullets start tearing 'em, uh My body different, hop in the foreign, I'm drifting Tell Dread lift him, give him bald head like he Clifton [Verse 2] Said I'm never lacking, always pistol packing With them automatics, we gon' send 'em to Heaven Pull up, what's crackin', nigga, what you jackin'? Find his body up on Channel 11 Bag him up, groceries Ain't no exposing me, ain't no controlling me No, we don't fuck with them people If I want you dead, then you dead You know I got guns in the bed Know I got one in the head Free the cig whale up out the cage Brody got locked for attempt Ready, set, go It's big 092 MLBOA Hit that boy up in a GLA Fly down your block like an eagle And I'm so stuck in my ways And I can't forget about the A's (Swish) We gon' send shots where you stay We gon' send shots where you lay All the opps like, "Pop who?" But I bet they wanna be Pop Smoke Give him hot shells like taco I'm big woo the flex, nigga, not cho And I'm still swerving from potholes And I'm still shooting at Tahoes Everybody know I rock soft Bad bitches, yeah, I got those [Chorus] Pull up, we snatching your babas Big 092, those my guys Pull up and change the scenario Act up and bullets start tearing 'em, uh My body different, hop in the foreign, I'm drifting Tell Dread lift him, give him bald head like he Clifton Pull up, we snatching your babas Big 092, those my guys Pull up and change the scenario Act up and bullets start tearing 'em, uh My body different, hop in the foreign, I'm drifting Tell Dread lift him, give him bald head like he Clifton
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