Letra de Words of pops
Tom Misch
-Intro “ If i can do it better i wanna do it better”
*CLEARS THROAT*
a nigga need a new iphone ringtone
a nigga tryna jig to a new theme song
baby come and vibe with a nigga one time
Hit this blunt get high with a nigga one time
getting lifted playin halo on Master Cheif shit
yeah HUDINI on some brand new shit
get a new ringtone, but not a new bitch
hotline start blinging and im like oh shit
falling victim to the sirens man im sick of that shit
bitch.
Im smoking with the gods why the fuck i need to quit
Running out weed i need another fuckin zip
a nigga bouta make a fuckin run to the shop
stop
i do not fuck witchu, but come get this issue
I'm sharp like a gensu, won't front like I miss you no
won't front like miss you NOPE
a young nigga aint been single long time
now its back to getting bitches with these punch lines
college students aint got time for the bullshit
the beat real smooth now its time for some real shit
The sirens out my ear can't say the same for my pops
met that bitch in chi-town now he running from the cops
just a little move, Englewood to Inglewood
Pops was a blood nigga movin through the hood
Middle fingers to these bitches get money errday
words of my pops, got this shit on replay
how ya heart so big, but do these bitches so cold
remember this shit nigga when you get old
im looking at my pops, cuz he didnt answer the question
he said look around, do you see a fuckin reverend
no then cool fuck these bitches they a steppin stone
take the fucking sirens out ya ear before ya mind gone I done seen the worst of these bitches through my pops
minipulate his son to try and get a nigga popped
it was kinda my fault, but the nigga wasnt mad
called that nigga yesterday first thing he did was laugh
he said i think it's bout time for brand new bitch
brand new house, maybe brand new whip
I know you gotta get to school knowledge is the power
this namad life hard when ya life on rush hour
get away from these hoes don't give that pussy power
uncle rick locked up cuz that white powder,
I got this henny in my cup, don't it smell sour
im with the homies fucked up, gimme 2 hours
mater fact take the wheel cuz you grown now
you don't know how to drive well you know now
life not that hard nigga slow down
we almost home, i said its home for now
he said well done, that was the real test
just remember what i taught you and you'll never stress
Stress x2
Just remember what I taught you and you'll never stress
I got this henny in my cup man i feel real good
this house look good, step mom look good,
but this all marrage, don't it feel real good
don't get too attached, its gone be all good
i got this henny in my cup man i feel real nice
she got a coke bottle figure, nice legs, nice thighs
come fuck with a nigga, pour that henny on the ice
don't trip ma nigga we gone be alright
*CLEARS THROAT*
a nigga need a new iphone ringtone
a nigga tryna jig to a new theme song
baby come and vibe with a nigga one time
Hit this blunt get high with a nigga one time
getting lifted playin halo on Master Cheif shit
yeah HUDINI on some brand new shit
get a new ringtone, but not a new bitch
hotline start blinging and im like oh shit
falling victim to the sirens man im sick of that shit
Im smoking with the gods why the fuck i need to quit
Running out weed i need another fuckin zip
a nigga bouta make a fuckin run to the shop
stop
i do not fuck witchu, but come get this issue
I'm sharp like a gensu, won't front like I miss you no
won't front like miss you NOPE
a young nigga aint been single long time
now its back to getting bitches with these punch lines
college students aint got time for the bullshit
the beat real smooth now its time for some real shit
The sirens out my ear can't say the same for my pops
met that bitch in chi-town now he running from the cops
just a little move, Englewood to Inglewood
Pops was a blood nigga movin through the hood
Middle fingers to these bitches get money errday
words of my pops, got this shit on replay
how ya heart so big, but do these bitches so cold
remember this shit nigga when you get old
im looking at my pops, cuz he didnt answer the question
he said look around, do you see a fuckin reverend
no then cool fuck these bitches they a steppin stone
take the fucking sirens out ya ear before ya mind gone I done seen the worst of these bitches through my pops
minipulate his son to try and get a nigga popped
it was kinda my fault, but the nigga wasnt mad
he said i think it's bout time for brand new bitch
brand new house, maybe brand new whip
I know you gotta get to school knowledge is the power
this namad life hard when ya life on rush hour
get away from these hoes don't give that pussy power
uncle rick locked up cuz that white powder,
I got this henny in my cup, don't it smell sour
im with the homies fucked up, gimme 2 hours
mater fact take the wheel cuz you grown now
you don't know how to drive well you know now
life not that hard nigga slow down
we almost home, i said its home for now
he said well done, that was the real test
just remember what i taught you and you'll never stress
Stress x2
I got this henny in my cup man i feel real good
this house look good, step mom look good,
but this all marrage, don't it feel real good
don't get too attached, its gone be all good
i got this henny in my cup man i feel real nice
she got a coke bottle figure, nice legs, nice thighs
come fuck with a nigga, pour that henny on the ice
don't trip ma nigga we gone be alright
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