Trap Manny, Pop Smoke - 50k lyrics
[Trap Manny, Pop Smoke - 50k lyrics]
(Traphouse Mob) woo
Woo, woo, woo (Grrt, Swirv)
Ha ha ha ha, I'm losin' my fuckin' mind grrt
Baow, woo
I don't got time for no minimum wage (Uh)
It's fifty K to go on stage (Ha ha ha ha ha)
Woo, woo, woo
I don't got time for no minimum wage
It's fifty K to go on stage woo, woo, woo
Look, I pop a perc' for dinner (Woo)
Sinner, winner pop Smoke drillin'
I'll do a drill in the Wraith
I'll go jump you with the apes
He gon' send shots where you lay
And I'ma pull up with the K (Brrt)
HK, SK (Woah) trap Manny let it spray
I'm tryna put 'em in the grave (Sheesh)
Can't be workin' no minimum wage (Nah)
Bitch, Trap Manny is my name
It's gon' be a man down and that's on the set
(Woo) glock 9, infrared (Woo, woo)
You better run when you see Dread (Woo)
'Cause boy aimin' for your head
Know that we puttin' in pain
Aimin' for your (Baow)
Boy, aimin' for your brain (Brrt)
Know we do it for the gang (Woo)
HB, Flossy (Woo)
Catch a opp, do him like Cain (Brrt)
And I still got the Perc' for the yaks
Opps still runnin', like Ricky
Ain't catch 'em yet
From the BK, back to the BX
Disrespect my nigga Pop Smoke
Get a hole in your chest (yeah)
And I'm opposition K (Sheesh) eBK, EBK
Fry that nigga, fish fillet
I'm known for puttin' in pain
And spinnin' in the Wraith (Uh)
While I'm chillin' with your bae (yeah)
You wifin' a thot and I'm fuckin' her face
'Member west state, grizzin', I was up-state
I was spinnin' the yard, always kept a blade
Nigga try me
He goin' end up running from pain
I scammed you for nothing
Still play in them banks (Ha ha)
Trappin', scammin'
Bitch, it's Pop Smoke, Trap Manny
That big 38 on me ain't jammin'
If you ain't jacking Woo
Then get out the way
If you ain't jacking HB, get out the way
If you ain't jacking Pop
Then get out the way
If you ain't jacking Trap
Then get out the way
Hit that boy up, then fly to LA
Woo, ayy, ayy
Know that we duckin' the jakes (yeah)
And if you try to hide
We'll find where you stay (Woo)
Waitin' for you (Sheesh)
Pop out and get popped in the face
Pop will pull up 22, I tote big 38s (yeah)
Aimin', blowin' (yeah)
Six shots, it disfigured his face (Sheesh)
We goin' have his homies put
His face on a chain (yeah)
Bullets rainin', it's stormin' (Woo)
Chopper sound like thunder when it sprays
Lot of niggas tellin', gotta watch what I say
Huh, Raf Simmons, transformin', yeah (Sheesh)
I'ma hit 'em up and then gon' fly to LA
(Baow)
Woo, woo, woo (Grrt, Swirv)
Ha ha ha ha, I'm losin' my fuckin' mind grrt
Baow, woo
I don't got time for no minimum wage (Uh)
It's fifty K to go on stage (Ha ha ha ha ha)
Woo, woo, woo
I don't got time for no minimum wage
It's fifty K to go on stage woo, woo, woo
Look, I pop a perc' for dinner (Woo)
Sinner, winner pop Smoke drillin'
I'll do a drill in the Wraith
I'll go jump you with the apes
He gon' send shots where you lay
And I'ma pull up with the K (Brrt)
HK, SK (Woah) trap Manny let it spray
I'm tryna put 'em in the grave (Sheesh)
Can't be workin' no minimum wage (Nah)
Bitch, Trap Manny is my name
It's gon' be a man down and that's on the set
(Woo) glock 9, infrared (Woo, woo)
You better run when you see Dread (Woo)
'Cause boy aimin' for your head
Know that we puttin' in pain
Aimin' for your (Baow)
Boy, aimin' for your brain (Brrt)
Know we do it for the gang (Woo)
HB, Flossy (Woo)
Catch a opp, do him like Cain (Brrt)
And I still got the Perc' for the yaks
Opps still runnin', like Ricky
Ain't catch 'em yet
From the BK, back to the BX
Disrespect my nigga Pop Smoke
Get a hole in your chest (yeah)
And I'm opposition K (Sheesh) eBK, EBK
Fry that nigga, fish fillet
I'm known for puttin' in pain
And spinnin' in the Wraith (Uh)
While I'm chillin' with your bae (yeah)
You wifin' a thot and I'm fuckin' her face
'Member west state, grizzin', I was up-state
I was spinnin' the yard, always kept a blade
Nigga try me
He goin' end up running from pain
I scammed you for nothing
Still play in them banks (Ha ha)
Trappin', scammin'
Bitch, it's Pop Smoke, Trap Manny
That big 38 on me ain't jammin'
If you ain't jacking Woo
Then get out the way
If you ain't jacking HB, get out the way
If you ain't jacking Pop
Then get out the way
If you ain't jacking Trap
Then get out the way
Hit that boy up, then fly to LA
Woo, ayy, ayy
Know that we duckin' the jakes (yeah)
And if you try to hide
We'll find where you stay (Woo)
Waitin' for you (Sheesh)
Pop out and get popped in the face
Pop will pull up 22, I tote big 38s (yeah)
Aimin', blowin' (yeah)
Six shots, it disfigured his face (Sheesh)
We goin' have his homies put
His face on a chain (yeah)
Bullets rainin', it's stormin' (Woo)
Chopper sound like thunder when it sprays
Lot of niggas tellin', gotta watch what I say
Huh, Raf Simmons, transformin', yeah (Sheesh)
I'ma hit 'em up and then gon' fly to LA
(Baow)