Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tell The Vision, artist - Pop Smoke.
Date of issue: 30.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tell The Vision |
Trippin! |
Wylin' on television |
You could |
Still see a nigga tell the vision |
Pimpin' |
Pimpin', boy, these boys pimpin1' |
Different |
Yeah, these boys, boys |
Pop was here last week |
He was talking about Brooklyn and the place Brooklyn was at |
How they were really like, thriving like right now |
He was, you know |
He was tryna, pull people up with him |
He wasn’t even into where he was about to be |
He just was trying to, he was trying to get there |
He was on his, he was well on his way |
Um, it’s just tragic |
Twenty years old, rest in peace |
God bless Pop Smoke |
Look, nigga we made it |
Nigga we made it, we made it |
Nigga we made it |
Thank God that I made it |
Nigga we made it, we made it |
Look mama, I made it |
Look, I remember the days |
Same fit for a week straight |
I used to eat fifty cent cake |
Now it’s Phillippe’s |
It’s Phillippe’s for the steak |
And hella thots up in the Wraith |
I can’t wife that thot, tell that bitch get out my face |
We killed your big brother |
We killed your little brother |
Now it’s Phillippe’s |
It’s Phillippe’s for the steak |
And hella thots up in the Wraith |
Said I hop in the Lam and skirt off |
I spent fifty up in Bergdorf |
I got shit you never heard of |
Buy it, I don’t care what it cost, no |
And I always keep a pole |
Rain, snow, I did a hundred on a pro |
If you droppin' the Woo, we come where you live |
Glock 9, infrared |
Pull up and empty the clip, Woo |
Dread had the strap all summer |
In the floss movin' reckless |
Please do not play with me |
Nigga, I keep a K with me |
Look, nigga we made it |
Nigga we made it, we made it |
Nigga we made it |
Thank God that I made it |
Nigga we made it, we made it |
Look mama, I made it |
Nigga we made it |
Look, Tyler got the album of the year, for now |
But Pop about to drop, I see the platinum in the clouds |
Now Push about to drop, so real trappers stick around |
The crown is only for the king, they tryna place it on a clown |
I declare war, nickname 'He Sell Raw' |
Different city, same ghetto, bring the Woos on tour |
Push start drop top 812 two-door |
Baby Rover, Benz Coupe, bitch, you better choose yours |
How can I not? |
Woo! |
How can I not? |
When a brick is thirty-six, bitch, how could I stop? |
These Richard Milles are one of one, shit, how could I watch? |
We Made It, We Made It, whether you like it or not |
Look, nigga we made it |
Nigga we made it, we made it |
Nigga we made it |
Thank God that I made it |
Nigga we made it, we made it |
Look mama, I made it |