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Credits
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Pop Smoke
Rap
808MeloBeats
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Loblack
Songwriter
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
808MeloBeats
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Dom Martin
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Melo
You see Kamale
Straight away, yeah
Uh, look, what the fuck you got the blixky chain on, ****?
Look, look (Take it off)
[Verse 2]
All the opp **** know I be flexin'
I did fifteen on my check-ins
Big Louboutin when I'm steppin'
Thirty-guage for the weapon
All the opp **** know I be flexin'
I did fifteen on my check-ins
Big .38 for the weapon
[Verse 3]
We gonna hit him and finish him, nobody innocent
If you ain't dead, better lay down
All the judge give us sentences, free all my menaces
All on the island like, "What now?"
In the jungle where **** will rumble
I aim at your head, we don't spray ground
We gon' shoot one or two, we gon' boom up the room
Back out the chop, we go spray rounds
See that .40 on me, roll a forty clip
I bet I make his ass do forty flips
Sheff G, sauce 'em up
Sheff G told me sauce 'em up
Fuck KiKi, tell Shanie he can suck a dick
Bullets makin' him sleepy like Hallow
One in the head if a **** wanna follow
**** only respect you because your brother
Double punched you and you called your mother
That's what brothers do for one another
That's the only reason I ain't put you under
That double G will make a **** cry
Smokin' big KiKi till a **** high
I can't, can't trust a bitch 'cause these bitches lie
And that's how a couple my **** died
Yeah, I'm big 092
Woo, I posted on the lanes, I be flossin'
Bentley truck when I'm slidin', my bitches exotic
My hands off the wheel when I'm parkin'
Jamos told me get the cash, Amiri the denims, don't ask what it cost though
He get nailed to the cross if he SRK
Let's talk about it if you feel a way
****, everything K, Big 24, don't call me blood
Kick down the door, big 092
Show no remorse, my designer
All in the stores, can't get you out
Bitch, you a whore for my lil' guy
D'Usse on the floor, I make a call
Bitch and it's war, two liter Sprite
I pour a four, pull up TD, I got ten in my jeans
Come with me, watchin' TV
Patek Phillipe, Givenchy tee
I meed a mil', been in these streets
Know that I'm Floss, come to the East
LOAB, screamin', "Free Ree"
Shooters in plazas, stay with the sleaze
So I call the Aple, free Melly Gz
[Verse 4]
All the opp **** know I be flexin'
I did fifteen on my check-ins
Big Louboutin when I'm steppin'
Big .38 for the weapon
All the opp **** know I be flexin'
I did fifteen on my check-ins
Big .38 for the weapon
Written by: Bashar Barakah Jackson, Ricardo Lamarre, Andre Michael Loblack, Steven William Victor