[Intro: PnB Rock]
Rico's going crazy again
PnB, Pop Smoke don't give no fucks
Nigga, check the scoreboard, bitch, 'cause we up
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
I threw an opp pack in the air in my McLaren (Woo)
I put eight racks of baguettes up in my earrings (Woo)
I'm dripped in VLONE, that's what I'm wearin' (Woo)
Chain cost a kilo, ain't ordinary (Woo)
I threw an opp pack in the air in my McLaren (Woo)
I put eight racks of baguettes up in my earrings (Woo)
I'm dripped in VLONE, that's what I'm wearin' (Woo)
Chain cost a kilo, ain't ordinary, look (Woo)
[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
Life is short, I don't wanna go to court (Woo)
Hop in my Porsche, dripped in VLONE (Woo)
Teddy Brukshot, give that boy a one-shot (Woo)
Laser, ain't no dot, tag him with a square (Woo)
Tell that boy he Crip, uh, one in the head (Woo)
Send shots at his head, bet that boy won't live (Woo)
I don't give a fuck 'cause all my friends is dead (Woo)
So I just stack my paper, Glock 9 hold a laser (Woo)
She came from Alabama, and hit like nine-eleven (Woo)
Treesh at my crib 8:45, she out by 9:11 (Woo)
She got like hella bodies, I'm always percolated (Woo)
And I won't miss a payment, I'm so sophisticated (Woo)
In black like I'm an Oakland Raider, tell her work, Rihanna
Call Batman, I'm robbin', 40K to do a show up in Ali Baba
If I call Ace, he gon' throw you off the stage in his Cartiers (Woo)
Rico's going crazy again
PnB, Pop Smoke don't give no fucks
Nigga, check the scoreboard, bitch, 'cause we up
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
I threw an opp pack in the air in my McLaren (Woo)
I put eight racks of baguettes up in my earrings (Woo)
I'm dripped in VLONE, that's what I'm wearin' (Woo)
Chain cost a kilo, ain't ordinary (Woo)
I threw an opp pack in the air in my McLaren (Woo)
I put eight racks of baguettes up in my earrings (Woo)
I'm dripped in VLONE, that's what I'm wearin' (Woo)
Chain cost a kilo, ain't ordinary, look (Woo)
[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
Life is short, I don't wanna go to court (Woo)
Hop in my Porsche, dripped in VLONE (Woo)
Teddy Brukshot, give that boy a one-shot (Woo)
Laser, ain't no dot, tag him with a square (Woo)
Tell that boy he Crip, uh, one in the head (Woo)
Send shots at his head, bet that boy won't live (Woo)
I don't give a fuck 'cause all my friends is dead (Woo)
So I just stack my paper, Glock 9 hold a laser (Woo)
She came from Alabama, and hit like nine-eleven (Woo)
Treesh at my crib 8:45, she out by 9:11 (Woo)
She got like hella bodies, I'm always percolated (Woo)
And I won't miss a payment, I'm so sophisticated (Woo)
In black like I'm an Oakland Raider, tell her work, Rihanna
Call Batman, I'm robbin', 40K to do a show up in Ali Baba
If I call Ace, he gon' throw you off the stage in his Cartiers (Woo)
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