Invincible

Uh-uh (woo) yeah
(Uh-uh) yeah, yeah, I said I feel invincible (Yoz, what you tellin' me?)
They like, "Papi, what you gettin' to?" (To, to)
I pop a Perc', go retarded, wait (haha, hahaha)
Yeah (ahaha, oh-oh-oh), yeah, yeah, yeah
Woo, woo, yeah (to-to, grrt, grrt) yeah, yeah (baow)

I said I feel invincible (hol' on), it's a hunnid niggas in the spot (bah)
I'm walkin' through 'em (I'm walkin' through 'em), it's 85 just to walk on
I don't talk to these niggas (nah) 'cause a lotta these niggas be corny (corny)
I'm feelin' horny (I'm feelin' horny), and I shoot like Robert Horry (Horry)

I'm off this percolator shit (woo), I got a percolated bitch (percolated bitch)
I give her this percolated dick (yeah), I show her these percolated tricks (uh)
Pop Smoke, they know who run the city, Pop Smoke, nigga, you can ask Diddy
Pop Smoke bust up a Citi or TD, Pop Smoke goin' 50 for 50

I pop a Perc', go retarded, then shoot up the party, then change the artillery (grrt)
Energy (woo), I'm givin' nothin' but energy (woo)
I give her Perky and Hennessy, I give two shots to the enemy, hope he remember me (grrt)
What the fuck a nigga tellin' me? (Baow)

I spent 250 on my wrist, I spent 250 on my bitch
Double G, niggas know I'm a threat, walk in the spot and turn everybody Crip (ayo Cig)
DJ Clue (Clue), my nigga fuck with the Woos (woo)
Tell SpinKing to play it back (back) while the Woos throw the bag

They know I'm shootin' for the stars (uh), aimin' for the moon (moon)
I shoot at any opp (opp) 'cause niggas know I'm Woo (woo)
Send that nigga to the medic, everything raw, no edit
Pop Smoke did it

I said, "I feel invincible" (hol' on), it's a hunnid niggas in the spot (bah)
I'm walkin' through 'em (I'm walkin' through 'em), it's 85 just to walk on
I don't talk to these niggas (nah), 'cause a lotta these niggas be corny (corny)
I'm feelin' horny (I'm feelin' horny), and I shoot like Robert Horry (Horry)

I'm off this percolator shit (woo), I got a percolated bitch (percolated bitch)
I give her this percolated dick (yeah), I show her these percolated tricks (uh)
Pop Smoke, they know who run the city, Pop Smoke, nigga, you can ask Diddy
Pop Smoke bust up a Citi or TD, Pop Smoke goin' 50 for 50 (baow)



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Writer(s): Bashar Barakah Jackson, Yosief Tafari
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