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Pop Smoke - Element
Written by：Yoz Beatz、Pop Smoke
I might just hit it raw hold on that's not my element
I like dark skins love her melanin
Huh Christian Louboutin what I'm steppin' in
Thirty bottles of Azul tell 'em send 'em in
I had the Lambo' switch to the 'Rari
I'm a gangster but I like to party
Pop a Perky go retarded
I'm a Brooklyn n**ga I'm cold-hearted
That's why I like the bad gyal Woah like RiRi Wait
Every time she see me she wanna eat me Hold on
I saw like Justin Bieber please believe me
I said Wow I'm on the TV
I can't f**k with broke b**ches they be creepy
She be actin' up she always tryna leave me
But she a bad gyal and she freaky
I have her hangin' off the rod like she MiMi
I never hit a b**ch more than once 'cause they be leeches
But her p**sy good it taste like peaches
But she can have it I don't need it
I'd rather have my money green like kiwi
I don't talk to n**gas 'cause they be cappin'
Disrespect me and see what happen
I don't make a call for war I start snappin'
Grr them bullets blastin'
All the opps mad that I lapped them
He said What's stackin' Nothin' but my money
'Member my pockets flat Now they chunky
I ain't a pretty boy but I ain't ugly
And I'll take your b**ch in a second
If she a real one then I'll protect it
Traded the AP told my jeweler Patek it
And it's all VVS and flower settings
I might just hit it raw hold on that's not my element
I like dark skins love her melanin
Huh Christian Louboutin what I'm steppin' in
Thirty bottles of Azul tell 'em send 'em in
I had the Lambo' switch to the 'Rari
I'm a gangster but I like to party
Pop a Perky go retarded
I'm a Brooklyn n**ga I'm cold-hearted
Yoz what you tellin' me
Written by：Yoz Beatz、Pop Smoke
I might just hit it raw hold on that's not my element
I like dark skins love her melanin
Huh Christian Louboutin what I'm steppin' in
Thirty bottles of Azul tell 'em send 'em in
I had the Lambo' switch to the 'Rari
I'm a gangster but I like to party
Pop a Perky go retarded
I'm a Brooklyn n**ga I'm cold-hearted
That's why I like the bad gyal Woah like RiRi Wait
Every time she see me she wanna eat me Hold on
I saw like Justin Bieber please believe me
I said Wow I'm on the TV
I can't f**k with broke b**ches they be creepy
She be actin' up she always tryna leave me
But she a bad gyal and she freaky
I have her hangin' off the rod like she MiMi
I never hit a b**ch more than once 'cause they be leeches
But her p**sy good it taste like peaches
But she can have it I don't need it
I'd rather have my money green like kiwi
I don't talk to n**gas 'cause they be cappin'
Disrespect me and see what happen
I don't make a call for war I start snappin'
Grr them bullets blastin'
All the opps mad that I lapped them
He said What's stackin' Nothin' but my money
'Member my pockets flat Now they chunky
I ain't a pretty boy but I ain't ugly
And I'll take your b**ch in a second
If she a real one then I'll protect it
Traded the AP told my jeweler Patek it
And it's all VVS and flower settings
I might just hit it raw hold on that's not my element
I like dark skins love her melanin
Huh Christian Louboutin what I'm steppin' in
Thirty bottles of Azul tell 'em send 'em in
I had the Lambo' switch to the 'Rari
I'm a gangster but I like to party
Pop a Perky go retarded
I'm a Brooklyn n**ga I'm cold-hearted
Yoz what you tellin' me
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