Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song More Time , by - Pop Smoke. Release date: 30.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
More Time |
| More time, melly and D nice still in the cage |
| More time, that ain’t gon' stop us from getting paid |
| More time, certain things ain’t never gonna change |
| Never speak to them guys without your lawyer 'cause they giving more time |
| My man’s down, I put him on a chain |
| More time, a lotta niggas can’t handle the pain |
| More time, I’m a heart and a motor team |
| So my son killa sittin' on a dream |
| Nigga more time |
| If my man’s down nigga I up and get 'em |
| Max Payne, I’m toting chests of Berettas |
| Never trust a boy, it’s always a set up |
| If I see an opp I bet I’ma wet 'em |
| New speed I bet I change up the level |
| Make it rain, I bet up I change up the weather |
| To walk through I need 25 or better |
| All hundreds, have 'em sticking together |
| Louie V and Amiri the denim |
| My man’s up, started rocking Gucci sweaters |
| Red bottoms, Rollies in the pen |
| Pinky ring, Cartier lens |
| Ride around, big body Benz |
| Blacked out, all you see is tint |
| See me I ain’t worried 'bout men |
| Act up, get a shot to the chin |
| Hollow tips got acquiring taste |
| Get straight but my brother a ape |
| Catch a body then I’m back in the cave |
| If you don’t got a body you can’t relate |
| If you don’t bang you can’t get in the car |
| Big woo, know I’m shooting for stars |
| Momma beggin' me to pray to allah |
| Walk in the morn, niggas know who we are |
| 40 mm plain Jane |
| Niggas get life and start naming names |
| Pussy nigga, get the fuck out my way |
| Ma I’m sorry I’m just stuck in my ways |
| Hello, why I care bout a Regis and Pellot |
| I love my bitch Spanish, she yellow |
| Her ass fat, feel like jello |
| She say she want a shaneenee |
| Pop Smoke on the TV |
| I did 15 on my checkings |
| She said she didn’t believe me |
| Until I pulled up in the foreign |
| And I catch her on the T&D |
| Snowman like Jeezy |
| VS I’m freezing |
| Red bottoms I’m bleedin' |
| Louboutin when I’m steppin' |
| Stone cold what I’m reppin' |
| And big 38 for the weapon |
| Man down, check the score board |
| I’m a bulldog with this 44 |
| Break legs like Paul George |
| Said I break legs like Paul George |
| Grrt |