Demeanor Pop Smoke (Ft. Dua Lipa)

[Intro: Pop Smoke]
Ooh, oh
Oh (Baba treesha)
Oh

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
I'm flirtin' with your baba treesha
Shorty say she like my demeanor (Demeanor)
And she look like a eater (A eater)
I'm off the Perky geekin' (Geekin')
I'm flirtin' with your baba treesha
Shorty said she like my demeanor (Demeanor)
And she look like a eater (A eater)
I'm off the Perky geekin' (Geekin')

[Post-Chorus: Pop Smoke]
Wait, wait, oh, wait
Ooh, ooh

[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
Fishbowl, send shots, bend blocks in the back (Yeah)
Earthquakes and selling cracks (No way), all my niggas into that
You send a shot, we send it back, all facts, no cap (None)
Put my hat to the back (Back), a hundred thousand in the bag
Look, eleven dollars a hour ain't enough to live (No)
So I'ma go in every store and I'ma swipe this shit (Yeah, yeah)
They try to lock a nigga up and I'm like, "Fuck a bid" (Fuck a bid)
'Cause either way, mommy still gon' love her kid (She gon' love him)
I just took a twenty from the city, they like, "Who is you?" (Who the hell?)
A lot of niggas talkin' shit that they don't really do (Ah, yeah)
I'm 'bout to turn my Air Force 1's into a Gucci shoe (Yeah, yeah)
I'm 'bout to turn my Timberlands into a Yeezy Boost (Oh)
My president black, bandana is blue (You know what I'm sayin'?)
Diamonds drippin', got me glistenin' like I came out the pool
I'm so exotic like I came out the zoo (No), but I shot out the coupe (No)
I got a scope with a clear eye view, woo (Yeah)