Lyrics 44 BullDog - Pop Smoke

Uh, ha-ha
Brodie gon' what? Brodie gon' woo
Brodie gon' what? Brodie gon' woo
Brodie gon' grrt that, grrt that
Brodie gon' brrt that, brrt that
Brodie gon' what? Brodie gon' woo
Brodie gon' what? Brodie gon' woo
Brodie gon' brrt that, brrt that
Brodie gon' grrt that, grrt that
Brodie gon' what? Brodie gon' woo
Brodie gon' what? Brodie gon' woo (grrt), brodie gon'-

.44 Bulldog, make 'em get back (bah)
I ain't with the talk or the chit-chat (uh-huh)
All you hatin' ass niggas better sit back (boom)
Or you gon' be the next one to get they shit snatched (boom, boom)
Free Milly Gz out the cage, he was buckin' (grrt)
I kicked her out 'cause I'm allergic to the cuffin' (uh)
And I ain't with the talk or discussions (nah)
Know some niggas that'll shoot you for nothin' (grrt)

I call Dread, that's the new Tom Brady (swish)
Niggas gettin' no bread 'cause they lazy (lazy, boom)
Let me tell ya why the opp niggas hate me (why they hate?) (Brrt)
'Cause all the opp niggas know I be flexin' (flexin', brrt)
And I did 15 on my check-ins (uh)
And it's big Louboutin when I'm steppin' (steppin')
And it's big .38 for the weapon (grrt)
Or I call J.R. with the Wesson (grrt-bah, grrt)

They call Trav, call me Le Filayo (Filayo)
Niggas know you got the apes on the payroll (Filayo)
Nigga slide through ya block with a Draco (bah)
Nigga nun, do a move if I say no (nah)
Dunk on that nigga, Tatum (woo, bah)
All of y'all niggas, dayroom (uh-huh)
Stay with the Zoes, Haitians (woo, grrt-bah)
823, sanctioned (no shit)

.44 Bulldog, make 'em get back (bah, grrt)
I ain't with the talk or the chit-chat (brrt)
All you hatin' ass niggas better sit back (sit back)
Or you gon' be the next one to get they shit snatched (fuck is you talkin' 'bout?)
Free Milly Gz out the cage, he was buckin' (uh-huh)
I kicked her out 'cause I'm allergic to the cuffin' (bah)
And I ain't with the talk or discussions (uh-huh)
Know some niggas that'll shoot you for nothin' (grrt)

Sun out (boom), gun out (boom)
Rundown, what now? (Bah)
Flossy, the jungle the playground (bah)
Back out the chop, we gon' spray rounds (bah)
Big Fendi bag, no Sprayground (boom)
Aim for your head, we don't spray ground (uh-huh)
Everybody know that I'm GG (uh)
I'm still in the hood, smokin' headlight (brrt)

Do you know the '09 to the 2T? (Bah)
Posted in the Floss, they be wildin' (bah)
Brodie got locked for the hammer (woo)
Free Rock, get off the island (boom)
'09 to the Glock like Dem Wayz (Dem Wayz)
And I keep a chop like sensei (uh)
Niggas move hot, I ain't say nothin' (bah)
'Cause I'ma lay low 'til that day come (woo)

.44 Bulldog, make 'em get back (get back)
I ain't with the talk or the chit-chat (bah)
All you hatin' ass niggas better sit back (bah)
Or you gon' be the next one to get they shit snatched (grrt)
Free Milly Gz out the cage, he was buckin' (bah)
I kicked her out 'cause I'm allergic to the cuffin' (boom)
And I ain't with the talk or discussions (uh-huh)
Know some niggas that'll shoot you for nothin' (look) (woo)