Ok I'm back again my situation on new
Whatever lies they said niggas don't know me swear it's not true
Some whole lotta red other niggas whole lotta blue
Rest in peace Pop Smoke forever baby we gonna woo
And the whole city know how we move
Back to the city girls tryna fool
Back to the city girls on my dick
I ain't gonna tell I ain't no snitch
Moms raised a solider not no bitch
Niggas want some ion owe shit
Blood stain the bottom infrared 6
Rid this pain Perc's pharmacist
Rid this pain my Perc's on fifty
Can never feel shitty
I'm running this town feel like Diddy
I'm moving so fast and so shifty
Jamal with the cross break his leg
And I'm doing my dance just like Shiggy
Up to the top all these chains cannot limit
Pull up to the spot mat black windows tinted
Niggas gonna hate from out you not in it
Like Christen Press when we shoot nigga we finish
Play with the gang you get slapped in the face
Smoking that fake shit lil nigga you laced
You niggas ain't eating your girl want a taste
Like Sadio Mané a nigga got pace
11 from deep man I'm feeling like Trae
She said she ain't f*ck with me... OK
Freddy and Jason niggas real killers
We got the smoke and give it drug dealer
Come back from the dead like Michael in thriller
She sucking my dick on a four wheeler
Sucking me up it's blowin' my mind
I ain't no label no I'm not signed
I'll f*ck ur bitch just to remind
Niggas they never cross my line
Ok I'm back again my situation on new
Whatever lies they said niggas don't know me swear it's not true
Some whole lotta red other niggas whole lotta blue
Rest in peace Pop Smoke forever baby we gonna woo
And the whole city know how we move
Back to the city girls tryna fool
Back to the city girls on my dick
I ain't gonna tell I ain't no snitch
Momma ain't never raise no bitch
Niggas want some ion owe shit
Blood stain the bottom infrared 6
Rid this pain Perc's pharmacist
We to litty f*cked all night
Por favor through the late night
She ain't tryna f*ck shit take a flight
Diamonds dancing blind so bright
Said I'm a dub
Aight
Aight
Aight
Aight
Aight
Aight
I ain't gonna fight
She thought I want to stay
Bitch get your ass out my sight
White girl she tripping off Xan's
Hit the jug we did it again
Lit girl and I f*ck on her friend
Don't take Ls forever we win
White girl she tripping off Xan's
Hit the jug we did it again
Lit girl and I f*ck on her friend
Don't take Ls forever we win
Ok I'm back again my situation on new
Whatever lies they said niggas don't know me swear it's not true
Some whole lotta red other niggas whole lotta blue
Rest in peace Pop Smoke forever baby we gonna woo
And the whole city know how we move
Back to the city girls tryna fool
Back to the city girls on my dick
I ain't gonna tell I ain't no snitch
Moms raised a solider not no bitch
Niggas want some ion owe shit
Blood stain the bottom infrared 6
Rid this pain Perc's pharmacist
Blxckstar - Pharmacist Lyrics
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Ok I'm back again my situation on new
Whatever lies they said niggas don't know me swear it's not true
Some whole lotta red other niggas whole lotta blue
Rest in peace Pop Smoke forever baby we gonna woo
And the whole city know how we move
Back to the city girls tryna fool
Back to the city girls on my dick
I ain't gonna tell I ain't no snitch
Moms raised a solider not no bitch
Niggas want some ion owe shit
Blood stain the bottom infrared 6
Rid this pain Perc's pharmacist
Rid this pain my Perc's on fifty
Can never feel shitty
I'm running this town feel like Diddy
I'm moving so fast and so shifty
Jamal with the cross break his leg
And I'm doing my dance just like Shiggy
Up to the top all these chains cannot limit
Pull up to the spot mat black windows tinted
Niggas gonna hate from out you not in it
Like Christen Press when we shoot nigga we finish
Play with the gang you get slapped in the face
Smoking that fake shit lil nigga you laced
You niggas ain't eating your girl want a taste
Like Sadio Mané a nigga got pace
11 from deep man I'm feeling like Trae
She said she ain't f*ck with me... OK
Freddy and Jason niggas real killers
We got the smoke and give it drug dealer
Come back from the dead like Michael in thriller
She sucking my dick on a four wheeler
Sucking me up it's blowin' my mind
I ain't no label no I'm not signed
I'll f*ck ur bitch just to remind
Niggas they never cross my line
Ok I'm back again my situation on new
Whatever lies they said niggas don't know me swear it's not true
Some whole lotta red other niggas whole lotta blue
Rest in peace Pop Smoke forever baby we gonna woo
And the whole city know how we move
Back to the city girls tryna fool
Back to the city girls on my dick
I ain't gonna tell I ain't no snitch
Momma ain't never raise no bitch
Niggas want some ion owe shit
Blood stain the bottom infrared 6
Rid this pain Perc's pharmacist
We to litty f*cked all night
Por favor through the late night
She ain't tryna f*ck shit take a flight
Diamonds dancing blind so bright
Said I'm a dub
Aight
Aight
Aight
Aight
Aight
Aight
I ain't gonna fight
She thought I want to stay
Bitch get your ass out my sight
White girl she tripping off Xan's
Hit the jug we did it again
Lit girl and I f*ck on her friend
Don't take Ls forever we win
White girl she tripping off Xan's
Hit the jug we did it again
Lit girl and I f*ck on her friend
Don't take Ls forever we win
Ok I'm back again my situation on new
Whatever lies they said niggas don't know me swear it's not true
Some whole lotta red other niggas whole lotta blue
Rest in peace Pop Smoke forever baby we gonna woo
And the whole city know how we move
Back to the city girls tryna fool
Back to the city girls on my dick
I ain't gonna tell I ain't no snitch
Moms raised a solider not no bitch
Niggas want some ion owe shit
Blood stain the bottom infrared 6
Rid this pain Perc's pharmacist
Whatever lies they said niggas don't know me swear it's not true
Some whole lotta red other niggas whole lotta blue
Rest in peace Pop Smoke forever baby we gonna woo
And the whole city know how we move
Back to the city girls tryna fool
Back to the city girls on my dick
I ain't gonna tell I ain't no snitch
Moms raised a solider not no bitch
Niggas want some ion owe shit
Blood stain the bottom infrared 6
Rid this pain Perc's pharmacist
Rid this pain my Perc's on fifty
Can never feel shitty
I'm running this town feel like Diddy
I'm moving so fast and so shifty
Jamal with the cross break his leg
And I'm doing my dance just like Shiggy
Up to the top all these chains cannot limit
Pull up to the spot mat black windows tinted
Niggas gonna hate from out you not in it
Like Christen Press when we shoot nigga we finish
Play with the gang you get slapped in the face
Smoking that fake shit lil nigga you laced
You niggas ain't eating your girl want a taste
Like Sadio Mané a nigga got pace
11 from deep man I'm feeling like Trae
She said she ain't f*ck with me... OK
Freddy and Jason niggas real killers
We got the smoke and give it drug dealer
Come back from the dead like Michael in thriller
She sucking my dick on a four wheeler
Sucking me up it's blowin' my mind
I ain't no label no I'm not signed
I'll f*ck ur bitch just to remind
Niggas they never cross my line
Ok I'm back again my situation on new
Whatever lies they said niggas don't know me swear it's not true
Some whole lotta red other niggas whole lotta blue
Rest in peace Pop Smoke forever baby we gonna woo
And the whole city know how we move
Back to the city girls tryna fool
Back to the city girls on my dick
I ain't gonna tell I ain't no snitch
Momma ain't never raise no bitch
Niggas want some ion owe shit
Blood stain the bottom infrared 6
Rid this pain Perc's pharmacist
We to litty f*cked all night
Por favor through the late night
She ain't tryna f*ck shit take a flight
Diamonds dancing blind so bright
Said I'm a dub
Aight
Aight
Aight
Aight
Aight
Aight
I ain't gonna fight
She thought I want to stay
Bitch get your ass out my sight
White girl she tripping off Xan's
Hit the jug we did it again
Lit girl and I f*ck on her friend
Don't take Ls forever we win
White girl she tripping off Xan's
Hit the jug we did it again
Lit girl and I f*ck on her friend
Don't take Ls forever we win
Ok I'm back again my situation on new
Whatever lies they said niggas don't know me swear it's not true
Some whole lotta red other niggas whole lotta blue
Rest in peace Pop Smoke forever baby we gonna woo
And the whole city know how we move
Back to the city girls tryna fool
Back to the city girls on my dick
I ain't gonna tell I ain't no snitch
Moms raised a solider not no bitch
Niggas want some ion owe shit
Blood stain the bottom infrared 6
Rid this pain Perc's pharmacist
Writer: Amari Bowman
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