Lyrics AP - Pop Smoke

AP

Look
AP, spicy
I bust a check in my Nikes
Am I a killa?
Might be
Two tone, icy
AP, spicy
I bust a check in my Nikes
Am I a killa?
Might be
Two tone, icy
Talk to me nice
Or don’t talk at all, uh
I make it go in this war
I’m off that Adderall
Talk to me nice
Or don’t talk at all
I make it go in this war
I’m off that Adderall
Get to spraying niggas 'cause I hate niggas
Fuck niggas, I ain’t playing wit' 'em
I don’t really wanna hear niggas
I don' got nothing to say, nigga
I’m wit' bae eating steak dinner
Just know he got a K wit' 'em
And my lil' mama got it in her purse
All I gotta say is, «Bae, get 'em»
If I run down, it’s a drum round (Brrr)
All you gonna hear is gun sounds
niggas know I bring them guns out
I make it hot when it’s sun down, uh
Fever, shorty wanna act like a diva
Shorty wan' suck on my Nina
I leave dat shit wet, Aquafina
AP, spicy
I bust a check in my Nikes
Am I a killa?
Might be
Two tone, icy
AP, spicy
I bust a check in my Nikes
Am I a killa?
Might be
Two tone, icy
Talk to me nice
Or don’t talk at all
I make it go in this war
I’m off that Adderall
Talk to me nice
Or don’t talk at all
I make it go in this war
I’m off that Adderall
I got fifty-two shots in this Glock and an infrared up on the opp if he let off
Trey Suvi hold the chop
Yellow tape when it pop knock his head off
Load up the chop, it go dumb
niggas see me and they run
Silencer up on the gun
niggas’ll shoot you for nothing
Trey Suvi, boy playing with the toolie
I bet he make a movie
Woo, woo
Pop dripped up in Louis
Couple hundred in some jewelry
Spent fivety-five on her booty
Touch her ass, a niggas shooting
AP, spicy
I bust a check in my Nikes
Am I a killa?
Might be
Two tone, icy
AP, spicy
I bust a check in my Nikes
Am I a killa?
Might be
Two tone, icy
Talk to me nice
Or don’t talk at all
I make it go in this war
I’m off that Adderall
Talk to me nice
Or don’t talk at all (Uh)
I make it go in this war
I’m off that Adderall