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pop smoke - 30 lyrics

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[chorus: bizzy banks & pop smoke]
…
tell ’em, “come spin my block”, tell ’em, “come send them shots”
you ain’t no shooter (shooter), uh, you just tote that chop’
you don’t want beef, you just want some props
i ain’t get touched, how you my opp?
b+tch, i’m too sauced (too sauced)
nah, i don’t dance, the glock in my pants
the most i might do is the woo walk (yeah)
the most i might do is the woo walk (yeah)
and i know they mad, uh (i know they mad)
look, please don’t act silly (please don’t act silly)
if i spin in a black flag (grrah, grrah)
they gon’ think i’m a blixky

[verse 1: bizzy banks & pop smoke]
b+tch, i’m a sleaze (sleaze), give a f+ck who you be (give a f+ck who you be)
yeah, i f+ck wit’ them real n+ggas who f+ckin’ wit’ me (let’s get it)
don’t ask if i’m gdk (at all, at all)…
…
…tell me, if you ain’t got hands, invest in 11’s (woo)
toughest n+gga in yo’ squad gon’ be tellin’, now all them n+ggas that be with me some felons
i really talk on the beats…
[chorus: bizzy banks & pop smoke]
duck (duck), pass me the sitchy, i’m clutch (pass me the sitchy, i’m)
tell ’em, “come spin my block”, tell ’em, “come send them shots”
you ain’t no shooter (shooter), uh, you just tote that chop’
you don’t want beef, you just want some props
i ain’t get touched, how you my opp?
b+tch, i’m too sauced
nah, i don’t dance, the glock in my pants
the most i might do is the woo walk (woo)
the most i might do is the woo walk
and i know they mad, uh
but please don’t act silly
if i spin in a black flag
they gon’ think i’m a blixky

[verse 2: pop smoke]
b+tch, i’m a sleaze (sleaze), that’s where the party began (that’s where the party began)
and i drop for the safe, pull her [?] (huh), i walk away grinnin’ (boaw)
if you chase my security (security), then it’s f+ck what you sayin’ (huh)
b+tches take shots when you [?] (brrt)
b+tches take shots when you [?] (look)
said i’m [?]
i ain’t chill back on a gang member, everybody knows i’m [?] ([?])
if i step on an opp, got me wildin’ out
i ain’t gon’ step till the [?] out
free [?], free [?], my n+ggas raising the body count
.44 bulldog, make ’em get back
i ain’t with the talk or the chit chat…

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