Pop Smoke Lyrics – Bout A Million Lyrics
Singer: Bout A Million Lyrics
Title: Pop Smoke
The ten piece ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
I got bout a million worth in jewels (Look)
I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
Look, run down, tag ’em
I give ’em twenty if he catch ’em
Forty-four, blast ’em
Hit ’em up, then I’m dashin’
I’m poppin’, I’m flashin’
The b#tches love me ’cause I’m catchin’
Bad b#tch, sassy
She got that fire like a dragon
Big body wagon
I remember I ain’t have it
Twenty-one, I’m a savage, I got twenty-one in the carriage
Throwin’ bullets, throwin’ bullets like I’m magic
Leave that n#gg# in a casket
The ten piece ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
I got bout a million worth in jewels (Look)
I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
The ten piece ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
I got bout a million worth in jewels (Look)
I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
All my n#gg#s, all my n#gg#s bow, b#tch
Blitz, Crips, fast, drop, rest the blocks
We still steppin’, we still stretch sh#t
What’s on me? a F and, a F and, a F and N
Took my b#tch up out a Taurus, put her in a Benz
That b#tch there ain’t worth a quarter, I f#ck with tens
Right after she said I couldn’t, I f#cked again
Earrings on me look like boogers, b#tch, I’m worth some M’s
21 Bang, do whatever for the gang
Nudy gon’ pop out with that stick and I know that he won’t say a name
Buddy got put in a box, he came to the wrong hood lookin’ for fame
Ain’t no secret, big 4Ls, f#ckboys know what I claim
Richard Mille, copped without a show box
Four five make you do the holdup
Pop Smoke, gun smoke, same thang
I’m on the block slingin’ cold cuts
Say you got a body, n#gg#, so what?
Terrorize sh#t, we got a whole bunch
None of my opps ain’t on nothin’
Broke #ss b#tches got one gun
She get so wet and she slippery
She screamin’ and yellin’, “Put dick in me”
Most of these jewelers is sick of me
Savage spend money ridiculously
I ain’t with all of the bickery
They disappear I know trickery
He made a diss and it tickle me
I don’t let b#llsh#t get to me
Switches on the Glocks
Rest in piss to all my opps
We treat beef like albums, n#gg#, all that sh#t get dropped
I ain’t got no brain, I spent your budget on my watch
The ten piece ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
I got bout a million worth in jewels (Look)
I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
Ten piece ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
I got bout a million worth in jewels (Look)
I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
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