Pop Smoke, Swae Lee and Lil Tjay - Genius
Hol' on, tell 'em, "Wait, baby" (uh)Woo
Hahaha
Grrt, baow
Look
These niggas is feds (woo)
I can't fuck with niggas, I can't fuck with niggas (woo, woo)
I got a couple niggas that'll let it fly for a couple niggas
That a couple niggas is me, they love me (baow)
'Cause Pop Smoke for the streets
I got that heat in the rocket (rocket, woo)
Say the wrong thing, I'ma pop it (pop it, grrt)
I got them choppas in the closet (closet)
A hundred mill' deposit (boom-boom)
That ain't an Uber, that's the feds (woo)
I see them niggas watchin' (uh)
I like my bitches redbone (redbone)
Ass fat, Jell-O (Jell-O)
Lightskin, yellow (yellow)
Black hair by the Regis and Pello (Pello)
I got her squirtin' in the cream (uh)
I put the Perky in my lean (lean)
Two thirtys got me leanin' (leanin')
I hope I don't OD (OD)
Like I OD'd at Nieman's (Nieman's)
Walked in, a hunnid in my jeans
The Perc' got me teased (teased)
But I drip when I'm leavin' (leave)
I got that Woo shit tatted (tatted)
Iced out Patek (Patek)
As long as you gettin' money, don't nothin' else matter (matter)
She gettin' lit, bust it down and get naked, baby (baby, uh-huh)
Just know you sanctioned, baby
Just know you sanctioned, baby (baby)
I keep that chopper, berretta-ta ('ta)
It ain't no stoppin', no lettin' up (grrt)
Free all my niggas that's stuck in a cage (woo)
Hoodie on, lookin' fresh, I'm a man
How you real and you run on your mans?
I'll be damned (I'll be damned)
Look, I'm comin' out with the Peter Pan (Pan)
Lookin' for you and your friends (friends)
Hop in the rocket, go to Venus
I'm dreamin', I'ma genius
Hop in the rocket, go to Venus (oh no)
I'm dreamin', I'ma genius (oh-oh)
Hop in that rocket, I take off (no)
We done came too far to play soft (no, no)
There ain't no stoppin', you fuck by the opps all day
Ain't no stoppin' my pay short (never)
I do my thing, see, niggas try bein' like me
I'm like, "Fuck it, let's play horse" (okay)
Bitch, I'm golden, go look at the streams (streams)
Hunnid pack, I can make on my day off (jeez)
While we talkin' 'bout money, I got mine
Richard Mille a quarter, I got time
Really come from a block where they murder and slaughter
Young nigga been orderin' Hot 9
If I'm slidin', I'm takin' it easy
They stop blockin', they showin' me stop signs
Know you see it, you not blind
I'ma only keep dumpin', it's my time
Ain't tryna act tough but they know what's up (boom)
Ask lawyers, I got mine (shots, shots)
The security still gon' get touched
That glizzy gon' bust, get out line (boom, boom)
Evidentially, I put 'em to shame
Stay with demons on my mind
And I know that I'm not normal
I'm just livin' on my shine (shine, shine)
Hop in the rocket, go to Venus
I'm dreamin', I'ma genius
Hop in the rocket, go to Venus
I'm dreamin', I'ma genius (yeah, uh)
Yeah, I'm stimulated (stimulated)
I fuck her better than a vibrator (yeah)
Owe me thirty-five favors (favors)
That I need sooner or later (later)
All of my killers enabled (yeah)
Me and the Woo related (related)
Nigga, I'm sharp as a razor
Everything in my favor (favor)
Cartier, Times Square (Square)
I be in New York like the Rangers (Rangers)
Every song, I got a M (M)
I spend an M, I'm back at the label (label)
All of my bitches is twins (twins)
And they do whatever I say so
Niggas watchin' like they TVO (TVO)
I'm back, pullin' cables (cables)
I'm just moved up in my weight class (weight)
Nigga, we ballin' like state champs (state)
Hold up, you better think fast
When it came down, you didn't know your ass
All of my niggas off house arrest (house)
For his birthday, got a new berretta
Smokin', I'm high as a bird feather
I bought the V for the vendetta
Hop in the rocket, go to Venus
I'm dreamin', I'ma genius
Hop in the rocket, go to Venus
I'm dreamin', I'ma genius
Written by:
Bashar Barakah Jackson, Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Khalif Malik Ibin Shaman Brown, Ricardo Lamarre, Steven William Victor, Tione Dalyan Merritt
Publisher:
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