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pop smoke feat. charlie sloth - fire in the booth, pt. 1 lyrics

this is a melo beat
rico′s going crazy again
look, look

i’m armed and dangerous
ain′t no parking at the light
ain’t no stainin’ us
keep a k with us
please don′t, please don′t play with us
nah, we up and aimin’ ′em
ain’t no hidin′, flossy baby, that’s where i be
try me, n+ggas know that i′m grimey
‘low me, n+ggas know i’m on time and
n+ggas know that i′m grimey, hold on
big body like, a lineman, wait
i know how to pop, but no, i ain′t cool
look at me funny, bet i shoot up the room
shoot out the coupe, i let it boom
nah, i don’t play with these n+ggas, never
playin′ with it, n+ggas know i keep a k with it
ace makavelli wavin’ it, wavin′ it
all my h on the loose, ain’t no tamin′ ’em, tamin’ ′em
step in the game and start changin′ it, changin’ it
spin through your block, tetris, bend it, bend it
all the opps score the shot, beckham, beckham, beckham
if i don′t got the chop, deck ’em, deck ′em, deck ’em
got some brand new chops, test ′em, test ’em
test it out for me
it’s a opp in the spot, there he go
over there chillin′ with his b+tch
point him out, where he at?
dread is gon′ give the assist
send shots, clip him, i bet i empty the clip
pop smoke on ape timin’ but everybody know i′m crip

hold on, wait
hold on, hold on sloth
we, i got some more for you
yeah, uh
(let’s get up bro, let′s get up bro!)

look
said i’m in the bugatti, racin′
pacer, pace ’em
put ’em down, chase ′em
draco, drake ′em
extendo, 30
percy, 30
getaway, birdie
air it out, hold on
yes, i’m feelin′ the, uh

ayy (hold on, hahaha)
pop smoke in the buildin’ (grrt, grrt)
ayy, you gotta be gassed, i can′t lie, bro (yeah)
got me feelin’ ampy out here, ya naw mean?
i got that goyard swag, new goyard bag (sheesh, wueh)
they know i′m with it, woo
ayy, you know what, yeah? (yeah)
normally i don’t do this, yeah
but i wanna put another beat up (uh)
can i do that? (yeah, pull it up)
can i+ can we do that? (pull it up)
oh
let’s see what you got in here, haha
i just picked a random one (that′s it)
i ain′t even know what it is myself
it better be pop smoke, don’t f+ck around, i got some

yeah, yeah, woo, woo, woo
it′s big papi locsta
big racks only, when n+ggas step on the scene
ain’t n0body told ya?
off the braces so i′m back to wilin’ on these streets
misses spinning rovers
balmain′s and gucci sweaters, hoppin’ out the v’s
you′re messin′ with, huh
or asap or up in asat, tell ya
i’m a trappin′ fanatic
hold on, i walk in the spot like i won it all
amiri jeans for the denim
hunnid clip, he get ’em caught like a winner ball
double g for the swag
you can check the tag, flossy n+gga droppin′ g’s
big benz is for the b′s
double g’s bussin’ out the jeans, hold on (perfect)
hold on, wait
i got smashed in the place, huh
i got brisco in the room, huh
bet he gon′ shoot, boom, huh
he let it boom, hold on

- pop smoke feat charlie sloth lyrics

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