Zitate und Songtexte von Pop Smoke

I did some wrong, but I'm always right
Said I know how to shoot 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

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 f*ck all night
I wanna f*ck on a thot, gimme head all night

Don't try and run up on my V
I knock a n*gga out his sneaks while I'm shellin' down his V
Double G for the tee
No Alicia, I got keys, don't get your car Swiss cheese

Ain't nobody ever gave me shit
With this big chip, I had to get paid
And it's 10K to go on stage
And you know the treesh gettin' laid

B*tch, I'm a thot, get me lit
Gun on my hip
One in the head
Ten in the clip
Baby, baby, don't trip
Just lower your tone
'Cause you could get hit

I call Ace Makaveli, got treesh in the 'telly
Shawty wan' f*ck off a glass of some Henny
Don't call my phone, got the feds on my celly
Flight to Miami, put dick in her belly
Wanna make bread, tell her open up Welly

I never hit a b*tch more than once 'cause they be leeches
But her p*ssy good, it taste like peaches
But she can have it, I don't need it
I'd rather have my money green like kiwi