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lirik lagu pop like me – yung giraffe

[verse 1] [yung giraffe]
aye aye (skrrt skrrt) (b*tch)
can you turn me up a little bit? (yeah i got you)
yuh yuh (uh huh) (yuh)

h*llo (yuh)
i’m back with the beats stay mellow
least ten racks in a close bordello (uh huh)
i’m a young rich fellow
give a little show tonight, jay leno (uh huh)

and the kicks all yellow
washing the drip but the fit marcelo (that’s a fact b*tch)
whole clique in the box oth*llo
nike on the feet and laurent on my elbows (uh huh, uh huh)

hoe don’t hit that cellphone
say the sh*t again, i’m a young rich fellow
and the booty gon shake like jell*o
wait for the d*ck in between marshmallows (uh, uh, uh, uh)

[verse 2] [yung patchode]
my first steps, i walked up on the beat (that’s facts)
the docs jaw on the floor walking after me (okay, okay)
my one flaw tells me i’m talking like i keep
15 bands on my shoes that’s an office on my feet (uh huh)
and i keep her bouncing on my meat
feeling so fine while your shawty topping me (yuh)
telling my mind spitting like philosophy
when i speak they listen like my name is socrates

hit him with kung fu like shifu (hi*yah)
david’s car dash fast, son, like pete do
the difference of roast beef and of pea stew
anyone can roast beef but imma peace you

my wrist my fit my drip
if you step to me i got a pistol on my hip
grab her by wrist like she’s got a bracelet
i browse at the balmain not faceless

[pre*chorus] [yung patchode]
look at me, and then look at you yo (yuh yuh)
i’ve got 15 gats keep you ducking like it’s limbo (aye)
to the party i pull up in a limo
keep the dual guns on me like akimbo (that’s facts)

look at me, and then look at you guy
chillin with khalifa and i’m not talking bout dubai (bling)
hop in my private jet guess i’m just too fly
with the dual guns i hit you like a bullseye (bah bah bah) (yuh yuh)
[chorus] [yung giraffe]
bring heat if you pull up on me (uh huh)
gone far but i bought no lease (big cash)
whip start but i got no keys (uh huh)
none of y’all gon pop like me

that’s me me (yuh yuh)
she gon pop for free free (yuh yuh)
ice on my neck y’all freeze freeze freeze freeze (big facts)
uh huh that’s me me (yuh yuh)

[verse 3] [yung giraffe]
wow, guess i’m back in this sh*t
with a mac on a rack and a tac in a bin (brrt brrt brrt brrt)
got a rack in the back and it stacking a bit (oh yeah, oh yeah)
they clapping and clapping and clapping again

might clap on her back in a tad bit and then
go spaz on her ass and i’m smacking that sh*t (brrt brrt brrt brrt)
not rapping i’m bad and the passion a b*tch (uh huh, uh huh)
go blast in the jag and i’m fast in that b*tch like (like b*tch)

green thumb but alas i don’t hitchhike (uh huh)
got lincoln’s attached to the hip right (that’s cash)
next to the bit your b*tch grab when she get high (that’s facts)
now she gotta big a stick in her windpipe (that’s facts)
but when she brings good sh*t give a tip right? (uh huh)
oh you getting too spent we can switch sides (yuh)
said “if the shoe fits” when i’m inside
cus a b*tch asked “whos’ this?” and it’s been mine (skrrt skrrt)

[chorus] [yung giraffe]
bring heat if you pull up on me (bow bow bow bow bow)
gone far but i bought no lease (god d*mn)
whip start but i got no keys (uh huh)
none of y’all gon pop like me

that’s me me
she gon pop for free free (uh huh, uh huh)
ice on my neck y’all freeze freeze freeze freeze (uh huh)
uh huh that’s me me (yuh yuh)

bring heat if you pull up on me (yuh yuh)
gone far but i bought no lease (whooo)
whip start but i got no keys (uh huh)
none of y’all gon pop like me

that’s me me
she gon pop for free free (uh huh, uh huh)
ice on my neck y’all freeze freeze freeze freeze (yuh yuh yuh yuh)
uh huh that’s me me

[outro] [yung giraffe]
god d*mn, that’s me me me
uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, that’s me
and it’ll always be me, lil b*tch

- yung giraffe

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