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Oh, woo Yeah Oh Yeah, yeah I said, I feel invincible They like, 'Papi what you get into?' I pop a Perc, I'm retarded, wait Haha, hahaha Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Woo, woo, yeah Grrr, yeah, yeah I said I feel invicible It's a hunnid niggas in the spot I'ma keep boomin' (I'ma keep boomin') It's 85 just to walk through I don't talk to these niggas (nah) 'Cause a lot of these niggas be corny (corny) I'm feeling horny (I'm feeling horny) And I shoot like Robert Horry I'm off this percolater shit I got a percolated bitch I give her this percolated dick I show her this percolated tricks Pop Smoke, they know who in the city Pop Smoke, nigga you could ask Diddy Pop Smoke, wash up a city, your titty Pop Smoke, goin' fifty for fifty I pop a Perc, I'm retarded, then shoot up the party Then change the artillery Energy, I'm givin' nothin' but energy I give her Perky and Hennessy I give two shots to the enemy, hope he remember me What the fuck a nigga tellin' me? I spent 250 on my fist, I spent 250 on my bitch, double G Niggas know I'm a threat Walk in the spot and turn everybody Crip DJ Clue, my nigga fuck with the Woos Tell Spinking play it back While the wolves throw the bag Nigga, I'm shootin' for the stars Aimin' for the moon I shoot at any opp (opp) 'Cause niggas know I'm woo Send a nigga to the medic Everything raw, no edit Pop Smoke, did it I said I feel invicible It's a hunnid niggas in the spot I'ma keep boomin' (I'ma keep boomin') It's 85 just to walk through I don't talk to these niggas (nah) 'Cause a lot of these niggas be corny (corny) I'm feeling horny (I'm feeling horny) And I shoot like Robert Horry I'm off this percolater shit I got a percolated bitch I give her this percolated dick I show her this percolated tricks Pop Smoke, they know who in the city Pop Smoke, nigga you could ask Diddy Pop Smoke, wash up a city, your titty Pop Smoke, goin' fifty for fifty

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Pop Smoke Deserved It

(CashmoneyAP) Get 'em, get 'em, oh Oh (I'm tryna fuckin' get 'em) Oh (I'm tryna fuckin' get 'em) Oh, oh (get 'em) Oh (gettin' big, goin' up) Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh Oh, oh, oh If I tell you once, won't tell you twice, yeah I'm a thief in the night (thief in the night) I did some wrong (oh, oh), but I'm always right (oh, oh) Said I know how to shoot (oh, oh) and I know how to fight If I tell you once, won't tell you twice I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night (look) If I call you bae, you bae for the day Or a bae for the night, you not my wife She want a killer to fuck all night I wanna fuck on a thot, gimme head all night AP, big rocks, in the hood with the 'Rillas 5K on the dinner, bring three hundred thou' to the dealer I did some wrong (oh, oh), but I'm always right (oh, oh) Said I know how to shoot (oh, oh) and I know how to fight If I tell you once, won't tell you twice I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night (Baby) I'm rich but I'm ridin', I'm low on exotic I'm 'bout to fly out and go get me some Nothin' ain't seen, all this money on me Hunnid racks in the bag, that's a honey bun Baby OG, I been runnin' these streets Got the game from Lashawn, I'm my mama's son Learned 'bout the triple cross when I was young And I know I ain't goin' so I keep a gun I flew to Paris just to buy some Dior She beggin' for attention, I don't see her C.I.P Pop, I wish that you could see us Million cash plus whenever I go re-up I got some niggas in the street, won't beat me I got the industry tryna be me I just go Ray Charles, they can't see me I'm in a Rolls Royce with a RiRi I did some wrong (oh, oh), but I'm always right (oh, oh) Said I know how to shoot (oh, oh) and I know how to fight If I tell you once, won't tell you twice I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night Yeah, like a thief in the night (thief) I pull up, give her D for the night (uh-huh) Tryna fuck in the V, it's aight (let's fuck) We can't fuck up my seats 'cause they white (that's my seats, watch my motherfuckin' seats) I'm livin' like 'Thriller', I only come out at the night time She don't fuck with liquor, don't like bein' tipsy She don't do the Henny, just white wine (what she do?) Pop the cork on some new Pinot Grigio (yeah) I pull up in the Porsche wit' a freaky ho (zoom) Park the Porsche and pull up in a Lambo I hop out, Major Payne, rockin' camo (yessir) Think she cute, make her fuck, let her man go (she cute) Like to shoot, light you up, bitch, I'm Rambo Cuban link full of rocks, it's a choker (oh) Rest in peace to the Pop, make me smoke ya I did some wrong (oh, oh), but I'm always right (oh, oh) Said I know how to shoot (oh, oh) and I know how to fight If I tell you once, won't tell you twice I'm real discreet, like a thief in the night