poundside pop - find me some wock كلمات أغنية
[intro: poundside pop]
(thank you, timmy, boy)
(it’s got codeine in it)
(he’s f_cked, they’re f_cked)
[chorus: poundside pop]
i’m catchin’ the main and i’m slappin’ the street
f_ck a rap, we got work on the block (work on the block)
in the trap, in the motherf_ckin’ kitchen, you smell when i cook, like the motherf_ckin’ rock (like the motherf_ckin’ rock)
you can see they be hatin’ on pop
why this b_tch on my d_ck? ’cause she see me with top (’cause she see me with top, ah)
see me lit, right now, yeah?
i’m off tris, got this b_tch tryna find me some wock’ (tryna find me some wock’)
mask on, gloves on, we ain’t leavin’ the trеason (nah)
lil’ bro tryna jump out that v with the drac’, huh (fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)
brodie be bangin’, likе bl!ck
pour lean in my sprite and i give it a shake (fah, fah, fah, fah, give it a shake)
[verse 1: poundside pop]
i see that fear in his eyes
see, that boy ain’t no gangster, that boy in disguise, huh
these n_ggas know about 5
yeah, that’s e double 0, yeah, free all the guys (guys)
we spinnin’ blocks, on blocks, on blocks, ’til all of the opp_n_ggas die, huh (’til all of the opp_n_ggas die)
i’m f_ckin’ baddies, on baddies, on baddies
and she rock chanel, she fly (she rock chanel)
who didn’t get fly just to chill on the block?
lil’ bro still cautious? just spin on the opps
slime his ass out, that’s a beef for the guy
we got them b’s, i could be in the house (i could be in the house)
got a pound, i’m outside on the 9, like rayjon (rayjon), diamonds get to jumpin’ like saquon (like saquon)
lil’ bro gon’ bang, no baseline (no baseline)
free the brodies, locked up like akon
[chorus: poundside pop]
i’m catchin’ the main and i’m slappin’ the street (the main and i’m slappin’)
f_ck a rap, we got work on the block (we got work on the block)
in the trap, in the motherf_ckin’ kitchen, you smell when i cook, like the motherf_ckin’ rock
you can see they be hatin’ on pop
why this b_tch on my d_ck? ’cause she see me with top (’cause she see me with top)
see me lit, right now, yeah?
i’m off tris, got this b_tch tryna find me some wock’ (tryna find me some wock’)
mask on, gloves on, we ain’t leavin’ the treason (nah, we ain’t leavin’ the treason)
lil’ bro tryna jump out that v with the drac’, huh (jump out that v with a, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)
brodie be bangin’, like bl!ck
pour lean in my sprite and i give it a shake (and i give it a shake)
[verse 2: youngboy never broke again]
you already know, man
northside, 3800 block sh_t
we on ’em, pfft
“who that is?” top
n_gga playin’ ’round with the 5, give his name to the guys, and a whole ‘nother body got dropped
i wanted to run up on a b_tch, everybody gon’ see it, so i aim and hit from the car
what the f_ck is you thinkin’ this sh_t finna be?
anyway it can go, i’ma take ’em to war
to the top of the charts, i done went on ’em
youngin gon’ spin on ’em
i’ll have him do it again
real vertical body, got wock’ in the bottle, bang out with that chopper, let’s run it again
they know how i’m watchin’, they tryna put holes in my body, these n_ggas are not my friends (oh)
tote a rod, young n_gga come from the safari (oh), i’m runnin’ up m’s with my kids (i)
[chorus: poundside pop & youngboy never broke again]
i’m catchin’ the main and i’m slappin’ the street
f_ck a rap, we got work on the block (huh?)
in the trap, in the motherf_ckin’ kitchen, you smell when i cook, like the motherf_ckin’ rock (huh, ooh)
[verse 3: youngboy never broke again]
i’m a real motherf_ckin’ animal, just me and big zu, out here, big ma
from the trap to the stu’, then we back to the block
in the car, zoom, zoom, young n_gga, don’t stop (skrrt, skrrt)
from the hip, go boom, make a f_ck n_gga rock
hey, hey (f_ck him), murder up all in this car
hey, hey, i’m varyin’ all of my opps (baow)
don’t forget all of this sh_t on the wock’, drank
[chorus: poundside pop]
i’m catchin’ the main and i’m slappin’ the street
f_ck a rap, we got work on the block
in the trap, in the motherf_ckin’ kitchen, you smell when i cook, like the motherf_ckin’ rock (808shizz)
you can see they be hatin’ on pop
why this b_tch on my d_ck? ’cause she see me with top
see me lit, right now, yeah?
i’m off tris, got this b_tch tryna find me some wock’
mask on, gloves on, we ain’t leavin’ the treason
lil’ bro tryna jump out that v with the drac’, huh
brodie be bangin’, like bl!ck
pour lean in my sprite and i give it a shake
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