Songtext zu 'Wolves (feat. NAV)' von Pop Smoke

Doin' shit you 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 sleaze
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'm just sippin 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 here wit my pump
I'm really real in real life
I fuck your bitch if I feel like
('Cause 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
If you tellin 'em me, they poppin
Call up the Batman, I'm Robin
Big. 38 with a silencer
I got so much bodies they pilin up
I like a blue-haired bitch
I got a new year whip
She love the way that I put it down
She fell in love with these hundred rounds

Doin' shit you 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 sleaze
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'm just sippin 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 (rest in peace)
Keep my eyes open, I kill his cousin if he come for me
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
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