[Intro: Pop Smoke]
AXL
Uh?
Tired of n***as cappin' (Tired of n***as cappin')
Trap House Mob
N***as frontin' their jewels (Yeah, this is a Melo beat)
That is not them

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
(Facts) Look, my bitch go loco (Loco, haha)
Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby), woo (Woo)
Let me see some' (Let me see some'), okay, okay (I see ya), okay, okay (Don't fuck around)

[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
Look, you cannot say "Pop" and forget the "Smoke"(Nah)
I'm from the Floss, where n***as tote (Woo)
They couldn't be Crips, so they turned Folks (Baow)
Drivin' through the 'Ville, droppin' a Choo (Brr)
I gotta laugh, 'cause these n***as jokes (Haha)
Dread like, "Who these n***as?" (Who these n***as?)
"I don't know" (I don't know), but I'm on go (Woo)
And I'm in that Bugatti, movin', two hundred (Bah)
Givin' pumps, like, "Who shot ya?" (Grrt)
Me and Trey, that's four choppers (Woo)
Man down (Woo), all you see is helicopters (Grr)
Paramedics, pick him up, they gon' send him to the doctor (Get that n***a)
I'm in the hood like an engine, revvin' (Trey, get that n***a)
My checks is clearin' (Woo, woo), your checks is pending (Woo, woo)
And I got a couple gangstas, let me know (It's a fact)
If you want smoke (If you want smoke)
'Cause boy I can send 'em (Boy I can send 'em)
And I got a bad bitch, ass up (Hahaha)
Face down (Face down), yeah, she love doggy style (Uh-huh)
And she got a Louis bag (Yeah), that hold the extendo (Woo, woo)
Okay, okay (Okay, okay)
Okay, okay (Facts)
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
(Facts) Look, my bitch go loco (Loco, haha)
Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby), woo (Woo)
Let me see some (Let me see some), okay, okay (I see ya), okay, okay (Don't fuck around)
My bitch go loco (Loco, haha)
Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby), woo (Woo, grrt)
Let me see some (Let me see some, bah), okay, okay (I see ya), okay, okay (Don't fuck around)

[Verse 2: Tyga]
When you hide bitches make time
Bugatti on the FaceTime
Hittin' bitches with the same line (Uh)
Ha, fucking bitches at the same time
Billie Jean, the kid ain't mine
N***as wanna know the low-down
Fucked her on the low, now you know now
Next move be the best move
Diamonds on the chest, same tooth with a two-five-karat ring too
Ask who the hottest, n***a, ain't you
Pop-up shop, with the smoke too
When the five works, n***as don't move
Gettin' every dollar that I'm owed too (Uh, nig')

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
My bitch go loco (Okay, Ha)
Woo back, baby (Bitch), woo (Woo)
Let me see some (Let me see some), okay, okay (I see ya)
Okay, okay (Don't fuck around)
My bitch go loco (Loco, haha)
Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby), woo (Woo, grrt)
Let me see some (Let me see some, bah), okay, okay (I see ya)
Okay, okay (Don't fuck around)