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'