Bop Smoke

Niggas is sweet, lemonade lemonade lemonade
Me and my niggas get hella paid
Perc10, levitate
30s, elevate
You Know Me I need the advance
I'm doing my dance
Now she all in my pants

She acting spicy I bet she like me
Told her sorry boo I cannot do wifeys
I got the check I feel like Nike
Life is a movie I'm moving like Spike Lee
Off White kicks boy I'm a hypebeast
And I hit Mike Amiri for the jeans
Niggas saying they outside (Cap)
Well what they gon' do when they run in to me?
Oh it's another one, Bop Smoke way I swerve and skurt
And they gon' welcome me to every party when I got Christian Dior on my shirt
I got my people my people got people and they gonna slide out til you dirt
So if you touching or if you move funny then you gonna ride out in a hearse
Bitch I'm a thot, get me lit
And when you done get out the whip
I make a movie like Brad Pitt
And I need Angelina to act in
Me and my niggas is active
Take one, action
Tragic, tragic
These niggas never want static

I run on his block GOT ONE GOT ONE GOT ONE
Make em say ahh WOAH WOAH WOAH
Pull up on his spot GOT ONE GOT GOT ONE GOT ONE
WOAH WOAH WOAH WOAH

Niggas is sweet, lemonade lemonade lemonade
Me and my niggas get hella paid
Perc10, levitate
30s, elevate
You know me I need the advance
I'm doing my dance
Now she all in my pants

Niggas is sweet, lemonade lemonade lemonade
Me and my niggas get hella paid
Perc10, levitate
30s, elevate
You know me I need the advance
I'm doing my dance
now she all in my pants



Credits
Writer(s): Lamar Leacock
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