pop smoke
bongo bytheway
mustard on the beat ho look
pop smoke quavo
pop smoke i’m on some west coast shit popsmoke
innew york igot a west coast bitch westcoast
huncho on that west coast shit woo
left wrist both wrists and some bricks woo
if the opps is in the spot red dot ’em rah
somebody call batman i’m robbin’ brrt
i got ’em smoke i pop ’em
put the bitch on prada and now she proper
tyga
traww i’m on some west coast shit business
lafeezy live on the sunset strip yeah traw
today was a good day fly as a blimp aight ah ah
i just booked a round trip i don’t argue with the bitch no
and my spanish bitch talk spicy with the lips
when the car worth a m you don’t gotta touch the rim
don’t ask me the price cost an arm leg and limb yeah ayy
when you in the light niggas wanna steer you dim bit’
where you get that from niggas gotta say it’s him
wanna copy my flow i switch this shit again
niggas ain’t put the work they don’t celebrate the win
when you was ballin’ with your bitch i was shootin’ in the gym motherfucker ah
pop smoke quavo
pop smoke i’m on some west coast shit pop smoke
in new york i got a west coast bitch west coast
huncho on that west coast shit woo
left wrist both wrists and some bricks woo
if the opps is in the spot red dot ’em rah
somebody call batman i’m robbin’ brrt
i got ’em smoke i pop ’em
put the bitch on prada and now she proper
pop smoke
christian louboutins like i stepped in pasta
but i’ll still steam his ass hot grabba
i’m in that new dior quay in that prada
don’t get it confused i’ll drop him
four door niggas ridin’ strap get straight hacked to the back
we don’t play disrespect real talk this not just rap
gang ties in my tat ‘s in the shed
shotgun in my bag knock off a nigga dreads
thirtysix karats on my wrist
that mean there’s thirtysix karats on my bitch woo
shit how virgil got me drippin’
and it’s straight from the faucet in the kitchen
pop smoke quavo
pop smoke i’m on some west coast shit pop smoke
in new york i got a west coast bitch west coast
huncho on that west coast shit woo
left wrist both wrists and some bricks woo
if the opps is in the spot red dot ’em rah
somebody call batman i’m robbin’ brrt
i got ’em smoke i pop ’em
put the bitch on prada and now she proper quavo
quavo
west side north side yessir yessir
east side south side let’s go to work go to work
right hand in the air let’s pop a perc’ pop a perc’
new coupe off the lot skrrt in the dirt skrrt
she came in last place she can get a shirt get a shirt
if she go to first place baby get a purse purse
cook it in the left hand whip it in rewhip it
dead man in the hearse when the gang purge uh
500k on the wrist ice look at me scorin’ your bitch woo
my diamonds close and they kiss the skelly came with a fish woo
i catch a playoff assist now watch it jump out the pit uh
i can’t get caught in the mix
i make a hit i can’t miss hit
pop smoke quavo
pop smoke i’m on some west coast shit pop smoke
in new york i got a west coast bitch west coast
huncho on that west coast shit woo
left wrist both wrists and some bricks woo
if the opps is in the spot red dot ’em rah
somebody call batman i’m robbin’ brrt
i got ’em smoke i pop ’em
put the bitch on prada and now she proper
Artist: Pop Smoke Featuring Tyga Quavo
Year: 2020
Decade: 20s
Language: en
Word Count: 425