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Pop Smoke - Rumble Lyrics

This is Kelsey
Woo, woo, woo
On the tune, lil' bitch
I make a call and it's war, huh?
09 to the club, man
Run up, get done up, nigga
I spin the block, nigga
Fuck is he talking 'bout?
Oh nah, hundred, kamikaze, really true shit, nigga
What's up nigga? Gdk, nigga (It's that hundred Glock shit man)
We really do this, nigga
What's up, nigga? Spin the block, grr, Gdk

Step on the field, watch 'em crumble (Brr)
Talking for white but you gapin' on purple
I took what you wait when it rumble (Grr)
Knuckle up, okay, put on his shoes (Bah, bah, bah)
Send shots, hit you and your uncle (Uncle, yeah)
Talkin' for what but you ain't been official (Grr)
Drip like I stepped in a puddle (Puddle)
Don't be fooled by these friends, get left in the dirt
Yeah, I'm not with the talkin' on shit, disrespect nigga, I just stick to the breach, lay low 'cause these niggas be ignorant
Friday, I'm hittin' shit, where I'm parkin' my V's like this (Skrrt, skrrt)
Got me stuck in the precinct (Precinct)
Tell the Da, "I ain't filin' no statements" (Nah, nah)
Big boot, have you stuck in the pavements
Talkin' the books, have you wait for arraignment
Tellin' them lies, I can't give 'em the facts
Balmain's keep a Nina attached
Big body where I'm packin' my Mac
Big092 but I stay with the Mac
Skate to my block but you ain't do shit
Say you got chopper but you ain't shootin' shit
Come to block, I keep two grips
Call the real choppers in they two whips

Niggas talk, for what? (Hey)
They know, we've been blocks for sure
Shoot what? Shoot who?
Caught in the road, that pole give you two shots, who hot?
Don't give a fuck who block
Free Clax, free Shots
Don't give a fuck who fuck, get your ho, shut up

Sorry, niggas, if you touch that'll get you brushed
I ain't talkin' no bluff when I'm tryin' up
Shooters in the club, ready to gun bust
You know what's up, keep my shit tucked and I run it up
Hundreds in the bag, you know how the move
When I see an opp, make you scream, "Woo"
All my niggas on the road, tryna eat food
Cook it up, couple tracks, on the new fools
Switch it up, now I'm back on that trap shit (On that trap)
Hit the block, hit the road, get it back straight (Get it back)
Had to bake half the work, make it back straight (Make it back)
Posted up on that block, for that package (Skrr)
Shooters on call, this ain't a practice
Act quick, got you done, with that Mac stiff (Grr)
Fast whip, spin your block, know you're tragic (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bitches no floss with, all my hoes trappin' (Woo)
Ain't no average
09 to the clubs, all my niggas on point for that action
Every pack in, seek a nigga if he jackin', now he stackin'
Know my nigga savage
Skinny nigga but my pockets full of cabbage (Rich)
Fold trees from the floor, so they average (Woo)
Blue cheese make these bitches throw they ass quick (Gimme that)
Now I'm on top, hands out for the little six
Now these niggas sick
Who they ask for the sauce? If you ain't got the pic of your latest shits, can't get the drip
Niggas came for the sauce, that'll get you ten-fifth for the four-fifth
Hundred doors kicked, ki's in the cut
Don't try your luck, couple shots, get it done
Told my niggas ain't no lettin' up
One call and I bet my shooters lift you up

Niggas talk, for what?
They know, we've been blocks for sure
Shoot what? Shoot who?
Caught in the road, that pole give you two shots, who hot?
Don't give a fuck who block
Free Clax, free Shots
Don't give a fuck who fuck, get your ho, shut up

We know it's that hundred clock shit, man
And we out here, nigga
Fuck shit up