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letra de that's on everything - pop smoke

[intro]
there’s a lot of talk on my name, n-gga
y’all n-ggas know what’s goin’ on
look

[verse]
i’m armed and dangerous (uh-huh)
ain’t no parking at the light, no, ain’t no stainin’ us
can’t trust a soul, if you ain’t gang, no, you can’t hang with us
i came from nothing, i call guap, he let it bang for us
he let it, he let it
i’m 092, yeah, i’m poled, let it bang out the coupe
i let it boom, let it shoot, got them .22’s in my shoe, yeah
that’s on everything, that’s on everything
that’s on everything, yeah
i’m srk (k), [?]
and i play (play), ‘oppa to your face (face)
and i gamebang, and we slang thangs
get away, dirty, get away, get away
why you talkin’ like you [?]
who you shootin’? who you foolin’? (yeah)
that’s on everything, that’s on evеrything
that’s on everything, keep ’em up
i go chеmo, give you cancer
stupid dizzy, you a dancer
young boy got got by the woosie
would have got away, if he pulled his pants up
i hold that boy for ransom
i pour a four in my fanta
is you with or not? nah
gun to your head, put your hands up
n-gga, gun to your head, do the cha-cha
why f-ck him or his barber
i owe the stick with my lobster
i turn your noodles to pasta, yeah
that’s on everything, that’s on everything
that’s on everything, look
pull up to td in i8
if we all getting money, then why hate?
smoove heasy the renty
that boy is too benty
he ’bout to go f-ck up the crime rate
i got twenty-twos up in my coupe
act up in the school, we pull up, we give him the boot
yeah, i’m big flossy woo
no construction, but a n-gga know i got the tool
i’m never lacking, always pistol packing
with them automatics, we gon’ send ’em to heaven
pull up, what’s crackin’, n-gga, what you jackin’?
find his body up on channel 11, yeah
that’s on everything, that’s on everything
that’s on everything, yeah, yeah
it’s no exposing me
i got hit then you got hit, that’s how it supposed to be
if i want you dead, then you dead
it’s no controlling me
.40 clip, 30. clip, 50. clip
yeah, i got a whole lot of guns, n-gga
pull up, what’s crackin’?
what’s up, what happened?
no jokin’, no laughin’
less talkin’, we scr-ppin’, look
that’s on everything, that’s on everything
that’s on everything, yeah

- pop smoke

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