Pop Smoke, Jay Gwuapo - Pop & Panic lyrics
[Pop Smoke, Jay Gwuapo - Pop & Panic lyrics]
Mm oh, yeah
Still gon' keep the straps on me
I ain't with the small talk (Oh)
You know where it's at, you walk up on me
I won't walk off (Oh)
In public with the strap, you walk up on me
Let that gun off
Put FN on the map and I'll be
Damned to let it fall off
It's crazy in the trenches
Got a lot of shit to mention
My family, they count on me
So I'ma count my blessings
Use this music as a weapon
My brother got his sentence
I hope he learn his lesson
Use this music as the mentions (Oh, oh)
Please don't run up on me
(Grrt) , got my gun up on me
Boy don't try me, nigga you could get hurt
The last nigga tried to run on my V
Samе nigga that got left on a shirt
And I'm Big 092, uh, keep 22's on the coupe
Uh watch niggas lurk, uh, and
Watch niggas purgе, uh
VVS diamonds dancing
Popped out to another mansion
I done seen some niggas panic once
They see my stash and vanish
Made it here, they couldn't stand it
So I don't take shit for granted
Pockets good, your pockets damaged
That's why niggas pop and panic (Oh)
Panic, uh, hit the boy up then hop in a panty
(Uh) lift 'em, boy gon' help me, I'm driftin
(Skrrt) my body different, uh, Amiri
The denim, Givenchy, i'm dripped in
Don't get fooled by these frames
I put in pain (Uh)
Give him bald head like he Clifton (Grrt)
Yeah, still gon' keep the straps on me
I ain't with the small talk (Oh)
You know where it's at, you walk up on me
I won't walk off (Oh)
In public with the strap, you walk up on me
Let that gun off
Put FN on the map and I'll be
Damned to let it fall off
It's crazy in the trenches
Got a lot of shit to mention
My family, they count on me
So I'ma count my blessings
Use this music as a weapon
My brother got his sentence
I hope he learn his lesson
Use this music as the mentions (Oh, oh)
Still gon' keep the straps on me
I ain't with the small talk (Oh)
You know where it's at, you walk up on me
I won't walk off (Oh)
In public with the strap, you walk up on me
Let that gun off
Put FN on the map and I'll be
Damned to let it fall off
It's crazy in the trenches
Got a lot of shit to mention
My family, they count on me
So I'ma count my blessings
Use this music as a weapon
My brother got his sentence
I hope he learn his lesson
Use this music as the mentions (Oh, oh)
Please don't run up on me
(Grrt) , got my gun up on me
Boy don't try me, nigga you could get hurt
The last nigga tried to run on my V
Samе nigga that got left on a shirt
And I'm Big 092, uh, keep 22's on the coupe
Uh watch niggas lurk, uh, and
Watch niggas purgе, uh
VVS diamonds dancing
Popped out to another mansion
I done seen some niggas panic once
They see my stash and vanish
Made it here, they couldn't stand it
So I don't take shit for granted
Pockets good, your pockets damaged
That's why niggas pop and panic (Oh)
Panic, uh, hit the boy up then hop in a panty
(Uh) lift 'em, boy gon' help me, I'm driftin
(Skrrt) my body different, uh, Amiri
The denim, Givenchy, i'm dripped in
Don't get fooled by these frames
I put in pain (Uh)
Give him bald head like he Clifton (Grrt)
Yeah, still gon' keep the straps on me
I ain't with the small talk (Oh)
You know where it's at, you walk up on me
I won't walk off (Oh)
In public with the strap, you walk up on me
Let that gun off
Put FN on the map and I'll be
Damned to let it fall off
It's crazy in the trenches
Got a lot of shit to mention
My family, they count on me
So I'ma count my blessings
Use this music as a weapon
My brother got his sentence
I hope he learn his lesson
Use this music as the mentions (Oh, oh)