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Exposing Me
Pop Smoke
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There's a lotta talk on my name, nigga
Y'all niggas know what's goin' on (Pray to God)
Look, I'm armed and dangerous (Uh-huh)
Ain't no parkin' at the light, no, ain't no stainin' us
Can't trust a soul if you ain't gang, no, you can't hang with us
I came from nothing, I call Guap, he let it bang for us (Uh)
He let it, he let it (Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?)
I'm 092, yeah, I'm Woo
Let it bang out the coupe (Grrt)
I let it boom, let it shoot
Got them 22's in my shoes, uh
That's on everything
That's on everything
That's on everything
Uh, I'm SRK (K)
GDK (K)
And I play (Play)
Up it to your face (Grrt)
And I gang bang
And we slay
Get away, dirty, get away, get away (Get the fuck out my face, nigga)
Why you talkin' like you Wooin' (Why you talkin'?)
Who you shootin'? (Who you shootin'?)
Who you foolin'? Uh (Who you foolin'?)
That's on everything (That's on my mother, nigga)
That's on everything (Stop playin' with me)
That's on everything (Uh)
Kemo
I call Kemo, give you cancer (Uh-huh)
Stupid dizzy, you a dancer (Uh-huh)
Dummy got got by the Woos
He woulda got away if he pulled his pants up
I hold that boy for ransom (Grrt)
I pour a four in my Fanta
Is you with it or not? (Nah)
Gun to his head, put your hands up
Nigga, gun to your head, do the cha-cha (Uh-huh)
While I'm fuckin' on your baba
I order steak with my lobster
I turn your noodles to pasta, uh
That's on everything
That's on everything
That's on everything (You know the fuckin' vibes, nigga)
Look, said I pull up to TD in i8
If we all gettin' money then why hate?
Smoove Hease the renty, that boy is too benty
He about to go fuck up the crime rate (Uh)
I got .22's up in my coupe
Act up in a school, we pull up, we givin' the boot
Yeah, I'm big Flossy Woo
No construction, but a nigga know I got the tool
I'm never lackin', always pistol-packin', with them automatics, we gon' send him to heaven
Pull up, what crackin' nigga? What you jackin'?
Found his body up on Chanel 11, uh
That's on everything
That's on everything (That's on my soul, nigga)
That's on everything (Uh)
Uh, there's no exposin' me
I got hit, then you got hit, that's how it's s'pposed to be
If I want you dead, then you dead, there's no controllin' me
Forty clip, thirty clip, fifty clip
(I got a whole lotta guns, nigga)
Pull up, what's crackin'?
What's up? What happened?
No jokin', no laughin'
No talkin', we scrappin', look
That's on everything (Uh)
That's on everything
That's on everything
Uh
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