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Pop Smoke

Don't Know Em (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

 

Don't Know Em (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

(álbum: Faith - 2021)


Man, I'm fucking gone nigga
Yo Rah, we outta here nigga, it is (Ayo, pull up we at the spot gang)
I can barely walk nigga (Like stand the fuck up nigga, 'cause I got you, look)
I be down the stairs cause, this shit crazy bro
Like, yo, bro (Mad fucking people out here)
Yo, yo, yo, who the fuck is this nigga walking out here? (I don't even know, I got it on me though)
Yo Rah, yo, let me see that shit nigga, fuck is wrong with this nigga? (Nah hold on, hold on, pull up in here)

I'm like, "Who these niggas?" (Who these niggas?)
I don't know 'em (I don't know 'em)
Rockstar, up and raising, boy start throwing (Throwin')
Bullets blazing (Blazin')
Boy, tuck and rolling (Rolling, rollin')
What's your name? (What's your name?)
Where you goin'? (Where you goin'? Look, shots)

Bodies dropping, I'ma pop 'em if I spot 'em (Brrt, bah)
I think I shot him, hope I got him in his noggin, look (Brrt, bah)
Pussy, don't play with your background (What?)
Take it off safety, then back down (Grrt)
All these niggas drunk so they act wild (Huh?)
I gotta clear out a packed crowd

Oh, you thought I was slippin'? (Ha, you thought wrong)
Because I was sippin'? (Off the 'Tron)
This Glock that I'm holding, it won't leave a witness
Nigga you tripping (Grrt, baow)
See, over here? (Over here)
You don't got no business (You don't got no business)
You wanna be sneaky (Haha)
Now look what that get you? (Look)

Paramedics, pick him up
But how the fuck they get the addy? (Wait)
I think it's all 'cause of this opp's bitch (For real?)
I had with me booling in Cali' (Look)
But fuck it, I'm here and a stick with me (Brrt)
My location off, how they get to me? (Brrt)
Got a .30 with me, he could hit for free (Bah)
Put bullet holes in his Givenchy tee (Look)

Wait, say your grace
You watch your mouth
You watch your place
You can't be mad when I up it to your face
I wonder what woulda happened if I missed you?

feito

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