Pop - Schoolboy Q/Rico Nasty
Lyrics by:Mario Luciano/Donte Perkins/Eliot Dubock/Jozzy/Maria-Cecilia Simone Kelly/Matthew Day/Quincy MattHew Hanley
Composed by:Mario Luciano/Donte Perkins/Eliot Dubock/Jozzy/Maria-Cecilia Simone Kelly/Matthew Day/Quincy MattHew Hanley
Produced by:Amaire Johnson/Beat Butcha/Fu/J.LBS/Kal Banx/Mario Luciano/Skhye Hutch/TaeBeast
Oh ****face punk-rock *****
Nah-nah-nah yeah
Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah uh
I've been gettin' money back then
Making plays top ten uh
Look at me the 'rari backed in hmm
Yeah I was patched in uh
Hella million sold no friends no no
***** I was locked in uh yeah yeah
Leveled up popped in
Popped in popped in popped in
Popped in
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Gang activities
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Suu uh uh
Ah uh
Aaaa
Aaahhhh
I probably shouldn't walk where I walk
Socked out watch the way
You talkin' when you talk uh
Yeah got me ****** up look
I'm snatching wave caps off gang tats off
**** yo' set hat get soaked
Spilled that yolk figg side
**** that boy smoke that boy yeah
Chase 'em down
Do that boy we left that boy ah
Get buck get buck get buck get buck
Get buck get buck buck buck
Get buck get buck
Get buck get buck uh
What we talkin' 'bout huh
Gang **** I invented that huh
I'm real as they come on look
Just got the wraith damn I scratched it up
I guess the bentley truck I'm killin' they act uh
Get one in yo' back ***** one in yo' hat huh
We sellin' it match keepin' it back
To Russia and back
China to Europe Europe to Africa black
So run me my stacks uh
Two million in that
Three million in that
Four million in that ay
Put fifty in that
A hunnid in this I never could miss
We jump out that *****
Yeah check off the list
You rappin' this
We really do this
P***y you really's a *****
Pop
Dime piece fo' piece cop that
Bad ***** can't speak
She can't help it yeah
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Dime piece fo' piece cop that
Bad ***** can't speak
She can't help it let's go
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I ain't
Poppin' my **** I keep a spear
I'm fresh as a mint I'm hard as cement
You can't leave a dent demolish him finish him
We gon' belittle him don't **** with little men
I'm not the middle man ******* was watchin'
You gotta be kidding me riddle me this
How many times I gotta tell y'all ***********
Start feeling this