Pop Smoke, NAV - Wolves lyrics

[Pop Smoke, NAV - Wolves lyrics]

Traphouse Mob
Swirv

Doin' shit 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 sleeves
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 drop the witness
I'ma just sip my tea
(Hm-m)
I ain't take a pat down
I'm inside the club with my piece
(Yeah)
Yeah was raised in the jungle
It turned me to a beast

AP, Audemars, cost a hunnid thousand
Big .38 gon hawk 'em
If a nigga tryna stretch it
Big .38 up on my body, put him in
The sky, it won't leave a witness
Ha
Send that nigga to the dental, ha
For thinkin' that niggas pretendin'
I got fifty two shots in this Glock with an
Infrared up on a op if he let off
Chains, Ksubi on the top, yellow
Tape on his block
Blow his head off
Roll with the choppa go dumb (Dumb)
Niggas see me and they run (Run)
Set us up on the gun (Gun)
I'm 'bout to rage for nun'
Dre, Ksubi, boy playin' with the toolie, huh
I bet he make a movie, huh (Look)
Pop dripped up in Louis (Huh)
A couple hunnids and some jewelry
A couple hunnids and some Gucci (Yeah)

Doin' shit 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 sleeves
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 drop the witness
I'ma just sip my tea
(Hm-m)
I ain't take a pat down
I'm inside the club with my piece
(Yeah)
Yeah was raised in the jungle
It turned me to a beast

Bitch get naked in my presidential suite
(Yeah)
Yeah, poppin' off tags
Every day wear brand new tee
(Yeah, no cap)
Yeah, grew up I turned into the G I wanna be
(Be)
Yeah, got a time piece
But the time I cannot see
(Yeah)
Dropped a bag they covered his
Body up with a sheet
(Yeah! Yeah)
Pulled up on the block
They left him in the middle of the street
Rest in peace
I hope his family losin' sleep
Keep my eyes open
I kill his cousin if he come for me
(No cap)
Yeah, any second on the clock
I'm sippin' on wock'
Yeah, say he want smoke, drop a bag
Every body get shot
Yeah, anytime we leave the club
These bitches gon' flock
(Flock)
Yeah, keep makin' hit's, I'ma keep
I'm on my job
(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 sleeves
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 drop the witness
I'ma just sip my tea
(Hm-m)
I ain't take a pat down
I'm inside the club with my piece
(Yeah)
Yeah was raised in the jungle
It turned me to a beast

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