Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brush Em, artist - Pop Smoke. Date of issue: 30.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Brush Em |
| Brokie, brokie |
| 9 shots in the Ruger, I step on court they like, «Watch the shooter» |
| Look |
| BIG 092MLBOA |
| GQ |
| You got a gun, nigga, gun, nigga |
| Me too |
| Brodie go what, brodie gon' back out |
| Brodie gon' brush 'em |
| Look, Brodie gon', Brodie gon', Rrr |
| Dig in that Louie bag, Louie bag |
| Nigga, dig in that bag, duffel |
| Brodie gon' back out cut 'em |
| Brodie gon', «Woo» |
| I’ll bet Moe gon' shoot |
| Said, «I'm big 092» |
| Know that I’m woo |
| Don’t come to my block, we gon' give him the boot |
| I keep me a Glock |
| Shoot out the roof |
| Two .38s |
| Three .22s |
| Big NBA |
| We did it first |
| Watch what you say |
| You could get hurt |
| Fuck with my opps |
| They get it worse, my bitch got the chop |
| Shit in her purse |
| Pull up with racks |
| Don’t even trip |
| If I call Stretch |
| Empty the clip |
| Those not my opps |
| Free Dano Brim |
| Fuck is a Notty |
| Nigga a snitch |
| Don’t get put on a shirt |
| Watch niggas lurk |
| I keep a Glock |
| When I’m in church |
| Spin through your block |
| Step on the clutch |
| Hit the boy up |
| Then I reverse |
| Brodie got locked for the chop |
| I lost four of my straps got to go get a fifth one |
| I be fucking on opp bitches |
| Kick em and pass em to Pop there’s too many to pick from |
| Ah, say that, I call a ape with a Maybach |
| I’m 823, I get straight cash |
| If you got that work, I’ma take that |
| We pull up to houses and baby showers |
| Woo from the floss, we don’t play with ours |
| You won’t ever catch me a day without it |
| GDK and I don’t even play about it |
| Ah, ah, there it is |
| Have you screamin' through mega like, «Mayday» |
| Who the fuck are you talkin' to crazy? |
| If you don’t want no beef, nigga, pay me |
| When the fuck if these niggas gon' get back? |
| Empty the clip, they shit whack |
| Take all the breesh, I got big packs |
| Shoot through the V, make 'em sit back |
| Ah, rumble |
| Step on the field, watch 'em crumble |
| I’m so drip like I stepped in the puddle |
| I back out, I hit you and your uncle |
| Window down, let the semi spit |
| .40 Glock with a 50 clip |
| Get the addy then I get 'em hit |
| Had to shoot a nigga for a mixy bitch |
| Huh, Tricia |
| Shorty gon' suck on my Nina |
| I pull up like Ace and they fiend us |
| I leave her shit wet, Aquafina |
| And I got that pussy on Fiji |
| If you got a gun, come and meet me |
| We spinning pull up with like three V’s |
| Ah Tricia, she dying to eat me |
| I don’t talk to niggas, I don’t play with niggas |
| Got a bad bitch that’ll tase a nigga |
| Stone cold, blue flag |
| 09 to the A nigga, woo back |
| Ah, fuck 'round with dem pussy boy dem |
| Eh, dem talk 'bout bombaclat ras' with song Pop Smoke |
| Uh, o dat mean? |
| Uh, tell dem pussy they go suck ya' mother |
| Go suck ya' mother |