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Defiant
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Pop Smoke
Featuring(s) : Travi
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[Dread Woo] Grrt, pow, pow, pow Free the fuckin' members, nigga RJ, Dafi, SP, Keggz All o' them, nigga Don't fuck around, nigga Woo, woo, grrah, grrah Big 092, look, woo [Dread Woo] Throwing like Brady don't be the receiver (Brrrr, pow) Dropped outta school, making more than my teacher (Dickhead, dummy) Hot as your wifey, for me she a eater If it ain't Dior, then Gucci the sneaker (Woo, woo) That boy too soft, he gon' talk in the precinct I'm with the demons, no hiding, we seeking (Brr) Send that boy up catch the flight on the weekend Stay on alert 'cause I know they be creeping (Woo) Brady, look, gang [Dread Woo] It's just me and Pop, don't need nobody else 'Cause that'd be an extra witness Movie get shot, them bullets put weight on his chest No this ain't Planet Fitness I'm tryna beat the box, 1942, I feed her shots (Woo, woo) And you know how we tease the opp, drop a check and make 'em see it drop (Yeah, yeah) And she drive the boat (Drive), dick in her mouth and I'm all in her throat (Shake it) Ask your girl I'm the goat (Facts), can't name one time you run up I ain't throw (Woo) Bitch it's Dread Woo you know I get racks (Woo, yeah) Tell 'em get back (Woo) He getting flipped, thought it was a pack (Hold on, facts) He ain't make it back (Uh) I call up Shank you know he move, attack (Woo, burner) Toting on a strap (Woo) Who these niggas dressed in all black? (Grrt, baow, baow) Huh, yo Pop them niggas cap (Cap) [Dread Woo & Pop Smoke] Yo Pop what the fuck is crackin' my nigga? I see you Hold on, hahaha, goin' crazy here Hold on, woo [Pop Smoke] Look, I'm like, "Who that nigga?" (Who that nigga?) Talkin' 'bout "What's stackin', what the fuck is up?" Huh? He ain't one of us You lookin' dirty nigga, you ain't one of us, nah I come from the bottom where niggas keep Ninas tucked (Huh, brrt, brrt) We don't stop shots 'til the sun is up (Get that nigga) I pass Dafi the chop,, that's a go (Woo, baow) Keep five stones in his head like a mineral He put pep at his head like a Mento (Brrt) .38 punching like Kimbo (Grrt, pow, pow, pow) When you talkin' to me, bitch remember I'm a giant (Giant) I dropped outta school, I'm defiant (Huh) A hater stealer and a liar (Facts) But in the jungle I'm a lion (Rrr) Now they see me on a flyer (Brr, brr) They like "Papi on fire" (Fire) I really just bought the new LaFerrari RD like "Send me the wire" (Woo, woo) [Dread Woo] Yeah, skrrt, yeah, grrt, baow, haha, woo, woo [Dread Woo] Throwing like Brady don't be the receiver (Brr, nah, pow) Dropped outta school, making more than my teacher (Facts, dickhead, dummy) Hot as your wifey, for me she a eater If it ain't Dior, then Gucci the sneaker (Woo, woo) That boy too soft, he gon' talk in the precinct [TRAVI] Niggas watchin' like the Rollie (Watch that) Switch the VIN on the Stoley Same nigga to the grave Gotta watch them, Mille topless Got the white like Milonakis I'm in traffic, say "What's rockin'" You hear me? Fuck, ready Try to shake a wave off a BO Shorty shaped like she Creole It's fuck a parole, fuck a CO I'm outta town while Haitians eatin' greole I'm back uptown with the papis More white than a Nazi Big wheel still I duck the paparazzi (What) No time for no limelight And I'm fresh to death like it's prom night Fuck them niggas on the other side Only friend I got, he a dead guy If you talk about him then the lead (Fly) Niggas they act like they know me, huh Two fours on 'em like Kobe Don't play with that lefty, he shoot like GinĂ³bili Yeah Trav' always tweaking I ride with some apes and I'm never on defense I'm preein' these niggas, the way that they envy Don't talk 'bout my money, but I'm stacking plenty Foreign bitches giving minds in a Bentley Been trapping all day, man I just hit a ten-piece Fuck a Uber, threw that bitch in the renty (Woo) [Dread Woo] Throwing like Brady don't be the receiver (Brr, pow) Dropped outta school, making more than my teacher (Facts, dickhead, dummy) Hot as your wifey, for me she a eater If it ain't Dior, then Gucci the sneaker (Woo, woo) That boy too soft, he gon' talk in the precinct (Watch that)
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