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POP SMOKE - INVINCIBLE (Official Lyric Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pop Smoke
Pop Smoke
Vocals
YozBeatz
YozBeatz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Lyrics
Yosief Tafari
Yosief Tafari
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yoz Beats
Yoz Beats
Producer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
Sage Skofield
Sage Skofield
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Corey Nutile
Corey Nutile
Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh-oh
Woo
Oh-oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I said I feel invincible
Yoz, what you tellin' me?
They like, "Papi, what you gettin' to?"
To, to
I pop a perc go retarded, wait
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh-oh-oh
Woo, woo, yeah
To, to, brrt, brrt
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I said I feel invincible
Hold on
It's a hundred **** in the spot
I'm walkin' through 'em
I'm walkin' through 'em
It's eighty-five just to walk on
I don't talk to these ****
'Cause alot of these **** be corny
Corny
I'm feelin' horny
I'm feelin' horny
And I shoot like Robert Horry
Horry
I'm off this percolator shit
I got a percolated bitch
Percolated bitch
I give her this percolated dick
Yeah
I show her these percolated tricks
Pop Smoke, they know who run the city
Pop Smoke, ****, you can ask Diddy
Oh-oh-oh
Pop Smoke, bust up a Citi or TD
Pop Smoke, goin' fifty for fifty
[Verse 1]
I pop a perc, go retarded, then upshoot the party
Then change the artillery
Brrt
Energy
Woo
I'm givin' nothin' but energy
Woo
I give her Percy and Hennesy
I give two shots to the enemy
Hope he remember me
Brrt
What the fuck a **** tellin' me?
Bow
I spent two hundred fifty on my wrist
I spent two hundred fifty on my bitch
Double G, **** know I'm a threat
Walk in the spot and turn everybody crip
DJ Clue, my **** fuck with the woos
Woo
Tell SpinKing play it back
Back
While the woos throw the bag
They know I'm shootin' for the stars
Aimin' for the moon
I shoot at any opp
Opp
'Cause **** know I'm woo
Send that **** to the medic
Everything raw, no edit
Edit
Pop Smoke did it
[Chorus]
I said I feel invincible
Hold on
It's a hundred **** in the spot
I'm walkin' through 'em
I'm walkin' through 'em
It's eighty-five just to walk on
I don't talk to these ****
'Cause alot of these **** be corny
Corny
I'm feelin' horny
I'm feelin' horny
And I shoot like Robert Horry
Horry
I'm off this percolator shit
I got a percolated bitch
Percolated bitch
I give her this percolated dick
I show her these percolated tricks
Pop Smoke, they know who run the city
Pop Smoke, ****, you can ask Diddy
Oh-oh-oh
Pop Smoke, bust up a Citi or TD
Pop Smoke, goin' fifty for fifty
Written by: Bashar Barakah Jackson, Yosief Tafari
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