Pop Smoke - Wolves (feat. NAV)

Lyrics

Traphouse Mob
Swirv
Pop Smoke, look

Doin' shit can't believe (Yeah)
Every city that I go to you know I fuck with the G's (With the G's)
NYC, I fuck with the wolves, I fuck with the sleeves
Said he want smoke, his body drop, it cost two G's
Me and Pop Smoke we fuckin' on bitches overseas (Yeah, yeah)
Took his soul, rest in peace, got his face painted on a tee (Let's go)
Heard that they drop the witness, I'ma just sip my tea (Hmm)
I ain't take a pat down, I'm inside the club with my piece (Yeah)
Yeah was raised in the jungle, it turned me to a beast

Look, I said I'm really real in real life
Look, I bet I do what I want
I know the owner to the club
That's why I got in with my pump
I'm really real in real life
I fuck your bitch if I feel like
Yes, we do what we want
How we want, whenever we want
Flex on these niggas, they know I'm the topic
Hundred bands in my pocket
You ain't a rich nigga, stop it
All this green up on me like a Goblin
Everytime that I
Call up the bad man, I'm Robin
Big .38 with a silencer
I got so much bodies, they pilin' up
I done gon' blew in this bitch
I got a new year whip
She love they way I put it down
She fell in love with these hundred rounds

Doin' shit can't believe (Yeah)
Every city that I go to you know I fuck with the G's (With the G's)
NYC, I fuck with the wolves, I fuck with the sleeves
Said he want smoke, his body drop, it cost two G's
Me and Pop Smoke we fuckin' on bitches overseas (Yeah, yeah)
Took his soul, rest in peace, got his face painted on a tee (Let's go)
Heard that they drop the witness, I'ma just sip my tea (Hmm)
I ain't take a pat down, I'm inside the club with my piece (Yeah)
Yeah, was raised in the jungle, it turned me to a beast

Bitch get naked in my presidential suite (Yeah)
Yeah, poppin' off tags, every day wear brand new tee (Yeah, no cap)
Yeah, grew up I turned into the G I wanna be (Be)
Yeah, got a time piece, but the time I cannot see (Yeah)
Dropped a bag they covered his body up with a sheet (Yeah, yeah)
Pulled up on the block, they left him in the middle of the street
Rest in peace, I hope his family losin' sleep
Keep my eyes open, I kill his cousin if he come for me (No cap)
Yeah, any second on the clock, I'm sippin' on wock'
Yeah, say he want smoke, drop a bag, every body get shot
Yeah, anytime we leave the club these bitches gon' flock (Flock)
Yeah, keep makin' hits, I'ma keep, I'm on my job (Yeah)

Every city that I go to you know I fuck with the G's (With the G's)
NYC, I fuck with the wolves, I fuck with the sleeves
Said he want smoke, his body drop, it cost two G's
Me and Pop Smoke we fuckin' on bitches overseas (Yeah, yeah)
Took his soul, rest in peace, got his face painted on a tee (Let's go)
Heard that they drop the witness, I'ma just sip my tea (Hmm)
I ain't take a pat down, I'm inside the club with my piece (Yeah)
Yeah, was raised in the jungle, it turned me to a beast