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[CLEAN] Pop Smoke - Wolves (feat. NAV)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pop Smoke
Pop Smoke
Vocals
NAV
NAV
Vocals
Swirving
Swirving
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Lyrics
Navraj Singh Goraya
Navraj Singh Goraya
Lyrics
Ellis Newton
Ellis Newton
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swirving
Swirving
Producer
Pro Logic
Pro Logic
Mixing Engineer
Corey Nutile
Corey Nutile
Recording Engineer
TheElements
TheElements
Recording Engineer
Makalo
Makalo
Co-Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Traphouse Mob)
(Swirv)
(Pop Smoke, look)
[Verse 2]
Doing shit you can't believe (Yeah)
Every city that I go to, you know I fuck with the G's (With the G's)
NYC, I fuck with the wolves, I fuck with the Sleeze
Said he want smoke, his body drop, it cost two G's
Me and Pop Smoke, we fuckin' on bitches overseas (Yeah, yeah)
Took his soul, rest in peace, got his face painted on a tee (Let's go)
Heard that they dropped the witness, I'm just sippin' my tea
I ain't take a patdown, I'm inside the club with my piece (Yeah)
Yeah, I was raised in the jungle, it turned me to a beast
[Verse 3]
Look, I said I'm really real in real life
Look, I bet I do what I want
I know the owner to the club
That's why I got in with my pump
I'm really real in real life
I fuck your bitch if I feel like
'Cause we do what we want
How we want, whenever we want
Flex on these ****, they know I'm the topic
Hundred bands in my pocket
You ain't a rich ****, stop it
All this green up on me like a Goblin
If you tellin', I'm tellin' 'em to pop it
Call up the Batman, I'm robbin'
Big .38 with a silencer
I got so much bodies, they pilin' up
I like a blue-haired bitch
I got a new year whip
She love the way that I put it down
She fell in love with these hundred rounds
[Verse 4]
Doing shit you can't believe (Yeah)
Every city that I go to, you know I fuck with the G's (With the G's)
NYC, I fuck with the wolves, I fuck with the Sleeze
Said he want smoke, his body drop, it cost two G's
Me and Pop Smoke, we fuckin' on bitches overseas (Yeah, yeah)
Took his soul, rest in peace, got his face painted on a tee (Let's go)
Heard that they dropped the witness, I'm just sippin' my tea
I ain't take a patdown, I'm inside the club with my piece (Yeah)
Yeah, I was raised in the jungle, it turned me to a beast
[Verse 5]
Bitches get naked in my presidential suite, yeah
Poppin' off tags, every day wear a brand new tee, yeah
Grew up, I turned into the G I wanna be, yeah
Got a timepiece, but the time, I cannot see
Dropped a bag, they covered his body up with a sheet
Pull up on the block, they left him in the middle of the street
Rest in piss, I hope his family losing sleep (Rest in peace)
Keep my eyes open, I kill his cousin if he come for me, yeah
Any second on the clock, I'm sippin' on Wock', yeah
Say he want smoke, drop a bag, everybody get shot, yeah
Anytime we leave the club these bitches gon' flock, yeah
Keep making hits, I'ma keep 'em on my jock
[Verse 6]
Every city that I go to, you know I fuck with the G's (With the G's)
NYC, I fuck with the wolves, I fuck with the Sleeze
Said he want smoke, his body drop, it cost two G's
Me and Pop Smoke, we fuckin' on bitches overseas (Yeah, yeah)
Took his soul, rest in peace, got his face painted on a tee (Let's go)
Heard that they dropped the witness, I'm just sippin' my tea
I ain't take a patdown, I'm inside the club with my piece (Yeah)
Yeah, I was raised in the jungle, it turned me to a beast
Written by: Bashar Barakah Jackson, Ellis Newton, Navraj Singh Goraya
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