Pop Smoke - Hello (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Pop Smoke - Hello (en) Lyrics
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I like my bitches redbone,
ass fat, Jell-O
Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
I'm the king of New York, Melo
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
Ask around, niggas know me
I'm a Europe boy, Ginóbili
I been so gone, I like redbones
My type light skin, ass
fat, Jell-O (Huh?)
But bitches be switchin' sides
nowadays on the regular
I never respected it, money over bitches,
I know that's everything
Money over bitches, I know that's hot
Rockin' VVS by Elliot wedding bands
I will never ever give
her no wedding ring
.45 on my hip, I ain't fightin' 'em
Chewin' on an Adderall like a vitamin
Niggas pockets be on E
Something they already know
but I'm drivin' a T
They makin' up rumors and lies,
okay, I'm sick and I'm tired
I'm mighty fatigued, none
of my bitches be mine
They coulda been one of yours,
but they out of your league
I'ma just call up Fatimah
Nah, that ain't really her name,
but she for the team
I get fly as a bitch like I looted up
All this money you talkin'
ain't new to us (Woo)
I'm the King of New York, and on God
If Pop was alive, it would've
been two of us
Black hair by the Regis and Pello (Uh)
Ask around, niggas know me (Yeah)
I'm a Europe boy, Ginóbili
(Look, look)
Pull up like Ace from the cleaners,
ace en el fiends
Pop make a movie, sell out arenas
She off the white, talkin' Demi Lovato
All of my denims since Murder Bravado
AP Audemar wet, Aquafina
Hittin' like Ike, singin' like Tina
Dior on my body, sneakers
got no creases
They limited, baby, tell
me if you've seen 'em
My diamonds dancin', paint her face like
Marilyn Manson (Marilyn Manson)
Then roll up that Woo, Runtz
straight from Cali
Then get a plate from Sally's
Quano blew his trial, they set him up
These niggas mad as fuck
You know what I rep, yeah,
it's tatted up
You ain't get fucked, 'cause your
ass ain't fat enough (Nah)
If you talk crazy, get batted up, yeah
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