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pop smoke - more time (original) lyrics

[intro]
shoutout 808 melo
oh, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
keep the intro
oh, my boy, you already know
this is a melo beat
ah

[chorus]
more time
melly and d+nice still in the cage, more time
that ain’t gon’ stop us from getting paid, more time
certain things ain’t never gonna change, never speak to them guys without your lawyer ’cause they giving more time
my mans died, i put him on a chain, more time
a lot of n+ggas can’t handle the pain, more time
i’m a hard animal to tame, saw my son k!ller sitting on the train, give a n+gga more time

[verse]
look
if my mans down, n+gga, i up and gеt ’em (grrt)
max payne, i’m toting tecs and berеttas (baow)
never trust a boy, it’s always the setup (baow)
if i see an opp, i bet i’ma wet ’em (get ’em)
new speed, i bet i change up the level
make it rain, i bet i change up the weather (woo)
to walk through, i need twenty five and better
old hundreds, have ’em sticking together
louis v and amiri the denim (grrt)
red bottoms, rollies in the pen
pinky ring cartier lens
ride around big body benz
blacked out, all you see is tints
see, me, i ain’t worried ’bout men
act up, get a shot to your chin (woo)
hollow tips got acquired taste
get straight, boy, my brother an ape (woo)
catch a body, then i’m back in the cave
if you don’t got a body, you can’t relate (woo)
if you don’t bang, you can’t get in the car
big woo, know i’m shooting them stars (woo)
mama begging me to pray to allah
walk in the mall, n+ggas know who we are (woo)
forty+one millimeter plain jane
n+ggas get locked up, start naming names (woo)
p+ssy n+gga, get the f+ck out my way
ma, i’m sorry, i’m just stuck in my ways (woo)
h+llo
black hair by the regis and pello
i like my b+tch spanish, she yellow
her ass fat, feel like jello (grrt)
she said she want chane+ne (wow)
pop smoke on the tv (ah)
i did fifteen on my check+ins (yeah)
she said she didn’t believe me (nah)
until i pulled up in a foreign (ah)
and i cashed out on a td
snowman like jeezy
vs, i’m freezing
red bottoms, i’m bleeding
louboutin when i’m stepping
stone cold what i’m repping
big .38 for the weapon (grrt, ah)
man down, check the scoreboard
i’m a bulldog with this .44
break legs like paul george
said, i break legs like paul george
[outro]
grrt

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