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Pop Smoke - Don’t Know Em lyrics

Don’t Know Em lyrics

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Pop Smoke - Don’t Know Em lyrics

[Intro: Pop Smoke & Rah Swish] Man, I'm fu*kin' gone ni**a Yo Rah, we outta here ni**a, it is (Ayo, pull up we at the spot gang) I can barely walk ni**a (Like stand the fu*k up ni**a, 'cause I got you, look) I be down the stairs cuz, this sh*t crazy bro Like, yo, bro (Mad fu*kin' people out here) Yo, yo, yo, who the fu*k is this ni**a walkin' out here? (I don't even know, I got it on me though) Yo Rah, yo, let me see that sh*t ni**a, fu*k is wrong with this ni**a? (Nah hold on, hold on, pull up in here) [Verse 1: Pop Smoke & Rah Swish] I'm like, "Who these ni**as?" (Who these ni**as?) I don't know 'em (I don't know 'em) Rockstar, up and raisin', boy start throwin' (Throwin') Bullets blazin' (Blazin') Boy, tuck and rollin' (Rollin', rollin') What's your name? (What's your name?) Where you goin'? (Where you goin'? Look, shots) [Verse 2: Rah Swish] Bodies droppin', I'ma pop 'em if I spot 'em (Brrt, bah) I think I shot him, hope I got him in his noggin, look (Brrt, bah) Pussy, don't play with your background (What?) Take it off safety, then back down (Grrt) All these ni**as drunk so they act wild (Huh?) I gotta clear out a packed crowd [Verse 3: Pop Smoke] Oh, you thought I was slippin'? (Ha, you thought wrong) Because I was sippin'? (Off the 'Tron) This Glock that I'm holdin', it won't leave a witness ni**a you trippin' (Grrt, baow) See, over here? (Over here) You don't got no business (You don't got no business) You wanna be sneaky (Haha) Now look what that get you? (Look) [Verse 4: Rah Swish] Paramedics, pick him up But how the fu*k they get the addy? (Wait) I think it's all 'cause of this opp's b*tch (For real?) I had with me boolin' in Cali' (Look) But fu*k it, I'm here and a stick with me (Brrt) My location off, how they get to me? (Brrt) Got a .30 with me, he could hit for free (Bah) Put bullet holes in his Givenchy tee (Look) [Verse 5: Pop Smoke] Wait, say your grace You watch your mouth You watch your place You can't be mad when I up it to your face I wonder what woulda happened if I missed you?