Information
Album Name
Shoot For The Stars Aim For The Moon
Artist
Pop Smoke
Genre
랩/힙합
Release Date
2020.07.03
Release Agency
Universal Music Group
Original

Bongo ByTheWay
Mustard on the beat ho Look
Pop Smoke I'm on some
west coast shit Pop Smoke
In New York I got a
west coast bitch West coast
Huncho on
that west coast shit Woo
Left wrist both wrists
and some bricks Woo
If the opps is in the spot
red dot 'em Rah
Somebody call Batman
I'm robbin' Brrt
I got 'em smoke I pop 'em
Put the bitch on Prada
and now she proper
T Raww I'm on some
west coast shit Business
LaFeezy live on the Sunset
Strip Yah T Raw
Today was a good day
fly as a blimp Aight ah ah
I just booked a round trip
I don't argue with the bitch No
And my Spanish bitch
talk spicy with the lips
When the car worth a M
you don't gotta touch the rim
Don't ask me the price
cost an arm leg
and limb Yah Ayy
When you in the light
niggas wanna steer you dim Bit'
Where you get that from
Niggas gotta say it's him
Wanna copy my flow
I switch this shit again
Niggas ain't put the work
they don't celebrate the win
When you was ballin'
with your bitch
I was shootin' in the
gym motherfucker ah
Pop Smoke I'm on some
west coast shit Pop Smoke
In New York
I got a west coast bitch
West coast
Huncho on that
west coast shit Woo
Left wrist both wrists
and some bricks Woo
If the opps is in the spot
red dot 'em Rah
Somebody call Batman
I'm robbin' Brrt
I got 'em smoke I pop 'em
Put the bitch on Prada
and now she proper
Christian Louboutins
like I stepped in pasta
But I'll still steam his ass
hot grabba
I'm in that new Dior
Quay in that Prada
Don't get it confused
I'll drop him
Four door niggas ridin' strap
get straight hacked to the back
We don't play disrespect
real talk this not just rap
Gang ties in my tat
22's in the shed
Shotgun in my bag
knock off a nigga dreads
Thirty six karats on my wrist
That mean there's thirty six
karats on my bitch Woo
Shit how Virgil got me drippin'
And it's straight
from the faucet in the kitchen
Pop Smoke I'm on some
west coast shit Pop Smoke
In New York I got a
west coast bitch West coast
Huncho on that
west coast shit Woo
Left wrist both wrists
and some bricks Woo
If the opps is in the spot
red dot 'em Rah
Somebody call Batman
I'm robbin' Brrt
I got 'em smoke I pop 'em
Put the bitch on Prada
and now she proper Quavo
West side North side
yessir Yessir
East side south side
let's go to work Go to work
Right hand in the air
let's pop a Perc' Pop a Perc'
New coupe off the lot
skrrt in the dirt Skrrt
She came in last place
she can get a shirt
Get a shirt
If she go to first place
baby get a purse Purse
Cook it in the left hand
whip it in reverse Whip it
Dead man in the hearse
when the gang purge Uh
500K on the wrist Ice
look at me scorin'
your bitch Woo
My diamonds close and they kiss
the skelly came with a fish Woo
I catch a playoff assist
now watch it jump
out the pit Uh
I can't get caught in the mix
I make a hit I can't miss Hit
Pop Smoke I'm on some
west coast shit Pop Smoke
In New York I got a
west coast bitch West coast
Huncho on that
west coast shit Woo
Left wrist both wrists
and some bricks Woo
If the opps is in the spot
red dot 'em Rah
Somebody call Batman
I'm robbin' Brrt
I got 'em smoke I pop 'em
Put the bitch on Prada
and now she proper

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