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By Last-Dude

Released on December 4, 2021

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[Intro: Pop Smoke]

(Last-Dude on the track!)

.44 Bulldog, make 'em get back (Baow!)

I ain't with the talk or the chit-chat

If I step on a island, we wildin' out

If I back out the chop', get back

Call Dread, that's the new Tom Brady...

This is Woo!

Pop Smoke!

Huh?

Huh? (Baow!)


[Chorus: Pop Smoke]

.44 Bulldog, make 'em get back (Back)

I ain't with the talk or the chit-chat (Woo! Woo!)

If I step on a island, we wildin' out (Out)

If I back out the chop', get back (Baow!)

Call Dread, that's the new Tom Brady (Brady; woo, woo!)

Niggas gettin' no bread 'cause they lazy (Lazy)

Tell Dread lift 'em (Huh), if that nigga talkin' crazy (Lift that nigga)

Now it's fuck you, pay me (Pay me), or bullets start blazin' (Blazin')

Since I was young we invested in guns (Huh), now we lookin' at the stars in the Wraith (Hahaha)

While I'm gettin' head by your bae (Yeah)

She like, "Papi, I love how you taste"

She like, "Papi, can you nut?" (Nut)

I'm like, "Baby, just wait" (Huh, wait)


[Verse 1: XXXTENTACION]

I ain't gon' do the nigga shit 'cause I'm too good for features, huh

I ain't gon' fuck the nigga bitch, 'cause I know she a eater, huh (Ayy!)

Last time I wifed a bitch, she told the world I beat her, huh (Ay, ay)

And when they locked lil' Kodak up, my nigga, I couldn't believe it, huh (Ayy, huh)

Ayy, lil' shawty, pop my whoadie

Pockets on Pinocchio, poking, yuh!

Hit her from the back, damn, that bitch bleeding

Said that I knocked her period on

Remember when I had that poker, huh

Instead of looking over my shoulder, huh

Forces with a nigga, no Yoda, huh (Ayy!)

That mean a young nigga got woo on me (Brrrah!; Hey!)


[Verse 2: NLE Choppa]

Push his wig back like a nigga receding

Shoot him in the stomach, them bullets he eatin'

Pop him in his top, then his brain start leakin'

Better shut the fuck up when a nigga start speakin'

Knock a nigga weight off like I'm doing lipo

Yeah, I'm a psycho, strapped like a dyke ho

Put insurance on yourself, nigga, you a Geico

I ain't never wrote a statement, nigga, you a typo (Yeah, yeah, brr!)

Hop in the steamer, this bitch is a Beamer

Bake in the kitchen like I was Anitta

Say she want kids, so I'm gonna feed her

Her nigga got wrong, so I had to beat him

Pretty Ricky glizzy, but this shit can get ugly (Brrr)

Shoot a nigga in his face (Brr), if he start muggin' (Brr-brr)


[Bridge: Pop Smoke]

Look, said I'm 823, sanctioned (Sanctioned)

Reach for my chain, we gon' spank 'em (Spank 'em)

I ain't your regular gang member (Nah)

Everybody know I'm sanctioned (Bangin')

If I step on a island, we wildin' out (Out)

I ain't gon' step 'til the guards is out (Out)

Free Psych Bike, free Ziggy Zah (Pop Smoke)

My niggas raisin' the body count (Free all my niggas!; Baow!)


[Chorus: Pop Smoke]

.44 Bulldog, make 'em get back (Baow!)

I ain't with the talk or the chit-chat (Woo!, woo!)

If I step on a island, we wildin' out (Out)

If I back out the chop', get back (Baow!)

Call Dread, that's the new Tom Brady (Brady; woo!)

Niggas gettin' no bread 'cause they lazy (Lazy)

Tell Dread lift 'em (Huh), if that nigga talkin' crazy (Lift that nigga; woo! woo!)

Now it's fuck you, pay me (Pay me), or bullets start blazin' (Blazin')

Since I was young we invested in guns (Huh), now we lookin' at the stars in the Wraith (Hahaha)

While I'm gettin' head by your bae (Yeah)

She like, "Papi, I love how you taste"

She like, "Papi, can you nut?" (Nut)

I'm like, "Baby, just wait" (Huh, wait)


[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]

Wait, Chanel on my feet (Yeah!), yeah, that's fur on my Cs (Yeah, huh?)

I be fuckin' with the bees (Blatt!), like Muhammad Ali (Woah!)

Dip her, uppercut the sting (Huh)

Got yo' bitch on the edge of her seat (Ayy!)

She on the ecstasy, I'm on the bean (What?)

Swear the ecstasy, edge of my V (Edge of my V!)

And usually, I like repetitive beats (Yes!)

I like the way that she move on my meat (Okay!)

All of these bitches, they look good to me (Yeah)

But I fuck the same girl 'cause I don't even cheat (Shh)

That is a lie, I'm repetitive freak (Hahaha)

I don't even look, nah, I don't even seek

I don't even peek, G5, G5, repetitive G (Ayy)

I'm tryna get all the muhfuckin'


[Outro]

Yeah yeah!

Woo!

Uzi!

(Last-Dude on the track!)

Pop Smoke!