Correction Lyrics Ligh It Up by Pop Smoke

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Lyrics

(Trap House Mob)
(Swirv)
(This is a Melo beat)
Huh, wait
Yeah (Hahaha)
Soo, soo (Woo), woo
Woo (Grrt), woo
Woo, skrrt (Blaow)
Woo (Blaow), woo

Light it up for a fifty ball (Fifty)
Then I spend it on your b*t*h (B*t*h)
And my charm like a crystal ball (Crystal)
When I pull up, make a wish
Makin' a, makin' a profit
Big boy, big boy, yeah, narcotics (Narcotics)
Pour me a drink and it's toxic
New York drippin', it's straight out the faucet (Drip)
Pour me a drink and it's toxic
New York drippin', it's straight out the faucet (Drip)
N***a can't bought it, they cop it (Right)
I be too stiff, I give them the heisman (Stiff)
N***a be talkin' 'bout slidin' (Woo)
I screw the tip and shoot em' in silence (Grrah)
Brand new coupe, no mileage (Woo)
I show the gang and we highfivin' (Gang)

Offset
She give me face in the Wraith (Face)
This semi, it shoot by the trey
Moonwalkin', my diamonds gon' skate (Moonwalkin')
They tried to revive him too late (Too late)
I put a cape on the Drac' (Drac')
Put a thot on the plot, she bake (Plot)
Surprised, it came out the cake (Surprised)
I put kids on the eyes of your bae (Hey)
He made it to trial and flaked (Flaked)
100K, he get whacked off the gate (Whacked)
I mix purple codeine by the eight (Codeine)
Grabbed the skull, lined him up like a tape (Line him up)
Back to back, Lamborghini replay (Back to back)
I fishbowl the coupe, watch 'em hate (Coupe)
The guts, it?s red, Kool-Aid (Guts)
We got sticks, in case you wan' play
Whoa, a bigger bankroll than me (Whoa)
These hoes will lose their soul (Soul)
Suicide doors and TMZ postin' (Post)
Make them hoes take off their clothes (Hoes)
I crashed in my woes, they powdered their nose (Woes)
They gettin' exposed, they f**kin' the bros
Chauffeur, open the door in the Rolls (Rolls)
Toast him, bask him in, reload it

I put the Adderall in my lean
In my Murder Bravado jeans (Oh)
Hella rocks in my socks (Oh)
Hella guns in my brief (Oh)
If a n***a moving wock, that's what he gon' see (Oh)
All the Woos poppin' out the cut, totin' .33s (Oh)
She say, "You're dark-skinned and handsome (Yeah)
You a gorgeous little gangsta" (Huh)
She like, "You always dripped up in Dior
And all your diamonds dancin'" (Huh, huh, huh)
She like, "You swift but run-up"
I tell her, "Work," Rihanna
Everything white, Madonna
Only hand-selected diamonds
Brand new Richard Mille (Mille)
Cost a milli' (Oh)
Yeah, big old ticket (Oh)
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Look, I always knew how to ball
Brodie wet it up if I make the call
He ain't gon hesitate to shake it up
'Cause he know I got that n***a if he fall

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