Pop Smoke Ft Queen Naija – Yea Yea (Remix) Lyrics (Yeah) Uh-huh, uh-huh
(Yeah) Uh, uh, uh-huh
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, look
Chorus
It’s a whole lotta Glocks (Glocks)
Mops (TECs), TECs (TECs)
Shots (Shots), dots (Dots)
Knots (Mops), rocks (Rocks)
Ooters (Ooters), ooters (Ooters)
Shooters (Shooters), shooters
Rugers (Rugers), Rugers
Know a nigga cooler than a cooler (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Verse
Let me tell you why the opp niggas hate me (Hate me)
‘Cause I rock the nation, JAY-Z (JAY-Z)
Baby, baby (Baby)
Baby, how the fuck can you play me? Ah (Play me)
Walk with it, never walk without it (Oh)
Shoot a nigga, never talk about it (Shoot)
Sold out shows, yeah we tee’d up (Tee’d up)
Christian Dior for the sneaker (Sneakers)
And it’s 10K for the feature (Feature)
Take your bitch home, I eat her (I eat her)
Wanna play games with the heat and the rockets?
Say the wrong thing, I’ma pop it (Pop it)
I’m a big dog, you ain’t know though (Know though)
Gunshot, forward (Forward)
Headshot, lower (Lower)
I shoot a nigga then roll up (Roll up)
Rollie on my wrist, gun up on my hip (Gun up on my hip)
Please don’t say the wrong thing
You could get (Could get) hit (Hit)
I fuck with the Bloods but I’m Crip, huh (No shit)
I’m big 092, nigga, woo, huh (Woo)
Know I had the guns in the school (In the school)
Lil’ nigga, don’t act like a fool (Fool)
I leave that pussy wet, like a pool (Pool)
Chorus
It’s a whole lotta Glocks (And Glocks)
Mops (Mops), TECs (And TECs)
Shots (And shots), dots (Them mops)
Knots (Knots), rocks (Rocks)
Ooters (Ooters), ooters
Shooters (Shooters), shooters
Rugers (Rugers), Rugers
Know a nigga cooler than a cooler (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It’s a whole lotta Glocks (And Glocks)
Mops (Mops), TECs (And TECs)
Shots (And shots), dots (Them mops)
Knots (Knots), rocks (Rocks)
Ooters (Ooters), ooters
Shooters (Shooters), shooters
Rugers (Rugers), Rugers
Know a nigga cooler than a cooler (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Verse
Everything’s signed, it’s sealed
Baby girl, let me know if your love is real
Is it real? Is it real?
‘Cause if it ain’t, I gotta go (Go)
These are things I gotta know (Know)
Walk outside, I keep a pole (Pole)
I’ve been wildin’ on the roads (Yeah, yeah)
Did 20K all in a day (Day)
Put some money in the safe (In the safe)
Gave five to my lawyer (Oh)
Then I went and bagged the Wraith (The Wraith)
Catch a body out the Tesla (Oh)
Know the Woo’s do it better (Ooh)
If I don’t got it, I’ma take it (Take it)
‘Cause a nigga gotta eat (Eat)
This my life, no fakin’ (No)
Yeah, I’m really in the streets (Yeah, I’m really in the streets)
All these pussy niggas hatin’
I sit back and sip a tea (Sip a tea)
I order steak on my lobster (Ooh)
Bon appétit (Bon appétit)
I drop 50K off to Sam (Sam)
Patek Philippe
Verse
You know I love that thug shit
You know I love that rough shit
You know I’m a good girl but I just might let you touch it
And you can’t seem to stay up out of trouble but I love it
If I’m your ride or die, baby I want all or nothing (Baby)
Understand when the streets be calling your name (Calling your name)
I’ll be waiting up for you, it’s all part of the game (Part of the game)
I know what I signed up for when I tattooed your name
On my heart, still holding you down, like I been from the start
Chorus
It’s a whole lotta Glocks (And Glocks)
Mops (Mops), TECs (And TECs)
Shots (And shots), dots (Them mops)
Knots (Knots), rocks (Rocks)
Ooters (Ooters), ooters
Shooters (Shooters), shooters
Rugers (Rugers), Rugers
Know a nigga cooler than a cooler (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
