R.I.P Pop Smoke man The Woo Continues Really really really I feel like I'm in my fuckin bag right now The usual.Gang Shit Watchout watchout Wooo Doir drip Wat it cost em Yea we call that Pop flossin Big Ape Bitch I'm BOSSIN Shooter with me move cautious Da GANG with me move cautious First and foremost R.I.P POP SMOKE We Gone Keep wooin Gettin this bread by the loft Yea I'm Ape butt I f*ck with da locs Wanna get some money Bitch I could be ya coach U worry bout driving a boat All that liquor got u slippin That's fresh bait on that line Have my parana's go and get it Do what they say They vicious Opp side spin threw hittin Two down then boys critics Don't know if they gone live I'm serious Ya favorite rapper is a weirdo Gangster rapper but be scared tho Don't get no bitches u a scare crow Don't get no bitches bro U scare hoes This Tex got the air hoes So when I'm shooting I'm shooting Won't jam I just do what I'm doing