Testo 30 - Pop Smoke feat. Bizzy Banks
Testo della canzone 30 (Pop Smoke feat. Bizzy Banks), tratta dall'album Faith (Deluxe)
This is Woo (woo), this is crip (ayo Cig)
From the cut (ayo Cig) uh? (Grrt)
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout, nigga? (Baow) uh? (Baow)
Stupid (baow), it's 32 in the clip, nigga (woo, grrt, woo, baow)
Baow, movie
Pop Smoke, Bizzy, like (like)
Dawg, pass me the sitchy, I'm clutch (woo)
Tell 'em, "Come spin my block" (haha-haha), tell 'em, "Come send 'em shots"
You ain't no shooter (at all), baow, you just tote that chop (woo)
You don't want beef, you just want some props (haha), I ain't get touched, how you my opp?
Bitch, I'm too sauced, no, I don't dance, the Glock in my pants
The most I might do is the Woo Walk (yeah), the most I might do is the Woo Walk (yeah)
And I know they mad, uh (I know they mad), look, but please don't act silly (please don't act silly)
If I spin in a black flag (yeah, grrt) they gon' think I'm a dizzy
Bitch, I'm a sleaze, baow (sleaze), give a fuck who you be (give a fuck who you be)
Yeah, I fuck with them real niggas (real niggas), who fuckin' with me
Don't ask if I'm GDK (at all, at all), nah, nigga, I'm EBK (EBK)
Fuck the judge and the DEA (fuck them niggas), suck dick if you feel a way
I'm a lil' body, but I talk like a big body 'cause I put in that pain (baow)
I walk with that lil' body, but I back out that big body if you speak on my name (grrt)
These niggas know nothin' 'bout me, but they gon' keep talkin' 'bout me and that shit ain't gon' change (woo)
I been in a cell it ain't shit you can tell me (woo), if you ain't got hands, invest in 11's (woo)
Toughest nigga in your squad gon' be tellin', the older niggas that be with me some felons
I really talk on the beats (beats), if you not in the streets, you won't understand it
I get the chop and that nigga gon' panic, headshot cause a whole lotta damage, like (uh)
Headshot cause a whole lotta damage
Yeah, I got Ruger with me, Leeky with me, bitch (haha), we don't spin in no Ubers
And I got Rilla with me, Juju with me, bitch (that's a whole lotta shooters), we might hit your medulla
You can't get busy with me, jiggy with me, demon with me, hundo with me, uh (nah)
First nigga actin' silly, catch a figgy, pass the glizzy (haha) and just watch how he run (grrt), watch how he
Dawg, pass me the sitchy, I'm clutch (pass me the sitchy, I'm clutch, baow)
Tell 'em, "Come spin my block", (woo), tell 'em, "Come send 'em shots" (haha-haha)
You ain't no shooter, baow (nah), you just tote that chop (like)
You don't want beef, you just want some props (facts), I ain't get touched, how you my opp? (Baow)
Bitch, I'm too sauced (too sauced), no, I don't dance, the Glock in my pants
The most I might do is the Woo Walk (woo), the most I might do is the Woo Walk (woo back, baby)
And I know they mad, uh (I know they mad), look, but please don't act silly (hahaha, please don't act silly)
If I spin in a black flag (what? You can get shot) they gon' think I'm a dizzy
Tell that nigga to spin (spin), that's when the party begin (that's when the party begin)
And my Glock full of sins (sins), bullets hit your chin (huh), I walk away grinnin' (grrt, baow)
If you jack my shit K (K, K), then it's fuck what you said (fuck, fuck)
Bizzy send shots where you lay (Bizzy send shots), Bizzy send shots where you lay (Bizzy send shots), look
Said I'm 823, sanctioned (sanctioned), reach for my chain, we gon' spank 'em (spank 'em)
I ain't your regular gang member (nah), everybody know I'm sanctioned (bangin')
If I step on a island, we wildin' out (out), I ain't gon' step 'til the guards is out (out)
Free Psych Bike, free Ziggy Zah, my niggas raisin' the body count (free all my niggas)
.44 Bulldog, make 'em get back (back), I ain't with the talk or the chit-chat (not at all)
Get your shit cracked (woo), if I back out the chop, better get back (baow)
Call Dread, that's the new Tom Brady (Brady), niggas gettin' no bread 'cause they lazy (lazy)
Tell Dread lift 'em (huh), if that nigga talkin' crazy (lift that nigga)
Now it's fuck you, pay me (pay me), or bullets start blazin' (blazin')
Since I was young we invested in guns, now we lookin' at the stars in the Wraith (hahaha)
While I'm gettin' head by your bae (yeah), she like, "Papi, I love how you taste" (woo)
She like, "Papi, can you nut?" (nut) I'm like, "Baby, just wait" (huh, wait), I told her to
Dawg (woo), pass me the sitchy, I'm clutch (pass me the sitchy, I'm clutch, baow)
Tell 'em, "Come spin my block", (woo), tell 'em, "Come send 'em shots" (haha-haha)
You ain't no shooter, baow (nah), you just tote that chop (you lyin')
You don't want beef, you just want some props (facts), I ain't get touched, how you my opp? (Baow)
Bitch, I'm too sauced (too sauced), no, I don't dance, the Glock in my pants
The most I might do is the Woo Walk (woo), the most I might do is the Woo Walk (woo back, baby)
And I know they mad, uh (I know the mad), look, but please don't act silly (hahaha, please don't act silly)
If I spin in a black flag (what? You can get shot) they gon' think I'm a dizzy
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