JACKBOYS, Pop Smoke, Travis Scott — GATTI

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Hahaha, huh? Hahaha
Tired of niggas cappin’ (Tired of niggas cappin’)
Trap House Mob
Niggas frontin’ their jewels (Yeah, this is a Melo beat)
They ain’t expectin’ this one (And it’s like that)

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
Facts, my bitch love coco (Haha)
Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby), woo (Haha, yeah)
Let me see some, okay, okay (I see ya), okay, okay

[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
Facts, my bitch love coco (Haha)
Facts, my bitch love coco (Haha)
They couldn’t be Crips, so they turned Folks (Bah)
Drivin’ through the ‘Ville, droppin’ the cho (Brr)
I gotta laugh, ’cause these niggas jokes (Haha)
Dread like, «Who these niggas?» (Who these niggas?)
«I don’t know» (I don’t know), but I’m on go (Woo)
And I’m in that Bugatti, movin’ two hundred (Bah)
Givin’ pumps, like, «Who shot ya?» (Brr)
Me and Trey, that’s four choppers (Woo)
Man down (Woo), all you see is helicopters (Grr)
Paramedics pick him up, they gon’ send him to the doctor (That nigga)
I’m in the hood like an engine, revvin’ (Trey, get that nigga)
My checks is clearin’ (Woo, woo), your checks is pending (Woo, woo)
And I got a couple gangstas, let me know (It’s a fact)
If you want smoke (If you want smoke)
‘Cause boy I can send ’em (Boy I can send ’em)
And I got a bad bitch, ass up (Hahaha)
Face down (Face down), yeah, she love doggy style (Uh-huh)
Facts, my bitch love coco (Haha)
Okay, okay (Okay, okay)
Okay, okay

[Chorus: Pop Smoke & Travis Scott]
Facts, my bitch love coco (Haha)
Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby), woo
Let me see some, okay, okay (I see it), okay, okay (Turn around)
My bitch love coco (Haha)
Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby), woo
Let me see some, okay, okay (I see it), okay, okay (Right)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Got it jumpin out the zoo, seein’ red, seein’ blue (Yeah)
Facts, my bitch love coco (Haha)
Facts, my bitch love coco (Haha)
Duck away, she wanna lay up and hibernate (Yeah)
I took a chance, it’s a lot to take
I took a right, ended up right away (Straight up)
She need a chunk, not a piece (Alright)
It cost me three for the keys (Keys)
Not the work but the V
She let it twirl to the beat
I send the work, bet it reach (Reach)
Wearin’ pearls, expensive beads (Beads)
I only hurl at my peeps (It’s lit)

[Bridge: Travis Scott]
Cuts, diamond cuts, I done popped a blue
Two cups of the stuff, now I’m up
Coco Chanel when she tuck it
We bunk, get a nut (Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah)

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
My bitch love coco (Haha)
Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby), woo
Let me see some, okay, okay (I see it), okay, okay (Turn around)
My bitch love coco (Haha)
Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby), woo
Let me see some, okay, okay (I see it), okay, okay (Turn around)