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2c X 1ners - Pop Smoke Lyrics




I Put The Coupe In Sport,
With A Baddie And She Top Me Till Dawn
Think You Got The Sauce, Pop Smoke In Your Diors
Bro OT Living & The Fiends Want It Raw

For the penny's we be braking every law
The sweetest baddie set u up, that's my jawn
Tell em that I from the dungeon
Bally up we hunting
Nigga you ain't seen what I saw

I know this baddie she told me her mama told her be doctor
But she's out here wid the gang gang, gang gang
I tell her I don't wanna hear it, I be focused on my money
I keep bagging up that dank dank, dank dank
F*ck them niggas that keep talking like I didn't ride Out For you
It was all for the gang gang, gang gang
So now I'm one up, all up on the strip I tell em what it is
It's be all for the gang gang, gang gang
I keep telling them the roads it ain't fun
This ain't beef this war grab your gun
See that line better ring never stop
My Brodie's 20 and he's bout to have a son
2018 cuzzie died on the block
U won't beilvie what I saw when I was young
I had fiends serving out them one on ones
I was 15 up in OT whipping lunch

I Put The Coupe In Sport,
With A Baddie And She Top Me Till Dawn
Think You Got The Sauce, Pop Smoke In Your Diors
Bro OT Living & The Fiends Want It Raw

For the penny's we be braking every law
The sweetest baddie set u up, that's my jawn
Tell em that I from the dungeon
Bally up we hunting
Nigga you ain't seen what I saw

Empires Built On Wars,
Your My Brodie Would You Risk It For The Cause
You Got Bread But No Love Man You Poor
Kitchen Living Man We Should Have Done Our Chores
Fast Line Got Vision Of Porsche

Or Maybach
24s Jugg Whilst You Niggas Steady LayBack
If Your VVS Shine Best Mind Cah We Take That
I Know My Enemies, Just Show Me Where The Fake At

Prada On My Toes
It's Got Fur Spent A Monkey On This Coat
Shawty Tripping Think I'm Chilling With A Hoe
My Line Keeps Ringing, Gotta Pick Up This Phone
If Rap Don't Work, Doing Stick Ups With Bro

I Put The Coupe In Sport,
With A Baddie And She Top Me Till Dawn
Think You Got The Sauce, Pop Smoke In Your Diors
Bro OT Living & The Fiends Want It Raw

For the penny's we be braking every law
The sweetest baddie set u up, that's my jawn
Tell em that I from the dungeon
Bally up we hunting
Nigga you ain't seen what I saw
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I Put The Coupe In Sport,
With A Baddie And She Top Me Till Dawn
Think You Got The Sauce, Pop Smoke In Your Diors
Bro OT Living & The Fiends Want It Raw

For the penny's we be braking every law
The sweetest baddie set u up, that's my jawn
Tell em that I from the dungeon
Bally up we hunting
Nigga you ain't seen what I saw

I know this baddie she told me her mama told her be doctor
But she's out here wid the gang gang, gang gang
I tell her I don't wanna hear it, I be focused on my money
I keep bagging up that dank dank, dank dank
F*ck them niggas that keep talking like I didn't ride Out For you
It was all for the gang gang, gang gang
So now I'm one up, all up on the strip I tell em what it is
It's be all for the gang gang, gang gang
I keep telling them the roads it ain't fun
This ain't beef this war grab your gun
See that line better ring never stop
My Brodie's 20 and he's bout to have a son
2018 cuzzie died on the block
U won't beilvie what I saw when I was young
I had fiends serving out them one on ones
I was 15 up in OT whipping lunch

I Put The Coupe In Sport,
With A Baddie And She Top Me Till Dawn
Think You Got The Sauce, Pop Smoke In Your Diors
Bro OT Living & The Fiends Want It Raw

For the penny's we be braking every law
The sweetest baddie set u up, that's my jawn
Tell em that I from the dungeon
Bally up we hunting
Nigga you ain't seen what I saw

Empires Built On Wars,
Your My Brodie Would You Risk It For The Cause
You Got Bread But No Love Man You Poor
Kitchen Living Man We Should Have Done Our Chores
Fast Line Got Vision Of Porsche

Or Maybach
24s Jugg Whilst You Niggas Steady LayBack
If Your VVS Shine Best Mind Cah We Take That
I Know My Enemies, Just Show Me Where The Fake At

Prada On My Toes
It's Got Fur Spent A Monkey On This Coat
Shawty Tripping Think I'm Chilling With A Hoe
My Line Keeps Ringing, Gotta Pick Up This Phone
If Rap Don't Work, Doing Stick Ups With Bro

I Put The Coupe In Sport,
With A Baddie And She Top Me Till Dawn
Think You Got The Sauce, Pop Smoke In Your Diors
Bro OT Living & The Fiends Want It Raw

For the penny's we be braking every law
The sweetest baddie set u up, that's my jawn
Tell em that I from the dungeon
Bally up we hunting
Nigga you ain't seen what I saw
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Writer: 1ners FacelessRecords, 2C FacelessRecords
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2c X 1ners Pop Smoke Video


Performed By: 2c X 1ners
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: 1ners FacelessRecords, 2C FacelessRecords

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