Song: Merci Beaucoup Original
Artist:  Pop Smoke
Year: 2021
Viewed: 1 - Published at: 9 years ago

[Intro: Pop Smoke]
Yoz, what you tellin' me?
Woo (Haha)
Beat by Yamaica Productions, baby
Wait, Hol' on
Yoz, what you tellin' me?
Catch a opp and I'm takin' his jewelry, catch a opp and I'm takin' his jewelry (Ha)
Beat by Yamaica Productions, baby
Wait (Woo), Hahahahaha (Hahahahaha)
Yeah, hol' on, Juice K
Woo, woo

[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
Catch a opp and I'm takin' his jewelry, catch a opp and I'm takin' his jewelry
Look, I said, "Don't get it twisted, just 'cause I smile a lot, that don't mean I'm with the foolery" (Bah)
When I walk in my school, all the staff "Woo" at me, I'm like, "You used to tutor me" (What?)
I stay in the cut like a Band-Aid (Cut) and that's where my shooters be (Bah)
Run down, gun tucked, tool on me, tool on me (Grrrt, woo)
Rah Swish, Pop Smoke (Pop Smoke), they do not know what you started
I pop a perc', go retarded, then mack up the 'Rari, then fuck in my grandma' department
I'm rockin' Louis V, Louis V (Louis V) 'cause I ain't too pressed with Dior
No telling, but I'm the Messiah, now I'm the creator, I got the drip in my pools
I can not never, I could never kiss a whore
Fuck her life up, then go up on tour, huh, she know we up on the board
I got the four-five tucked in my drawers, they like, "What's on your ring?", eleven Carats
That come with a bad bitch and a mansion and she from Paris
Merci beaucoup (Merci beaucoup), I don't got nothin' to prove (Nah)
It's either you win or you lose, it's either you win or you lose
And I don't really care what your gang claim, all I know is my niggas is woo
Saucin', hol' on, woos, huh, I shoot a nigga out the coupe
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
Wait (Hahaha, woo, woo)
Catch a opp and I'm takin' his jewelry
Catch a opp and I'm takin' his jewelry
Wait (Hahaha, woo, woo)
Catch a opp and I'm takin' his jewelry
Catch a opp and I'm takin' his jewelry

[Verse 2: Rah Swish]
Pop Smoke, Rah Swish
I get the Nina I'm shootin' like hundreds (Baow)
Hop out, I'm feinin' (Skrrt)
Red beam on the top like I'm shoppin' at Target (Brrt)
8-1, flat lines (Yeah)
You know who that was so many time I'm in charges (Woo)
Opp bitch, fuck once (Look)
She callin' me "Daddy" I feel like her father (Gang)
You know, they know they fucked up (Woo)
I got your bitch tryna fuck on the woo, V on my bag, Balenci my shoe (Look)
Look, and I'm a big stepper (Woo)
Same thing that just happened to him could happen to you let an infrared hit you (Brrt, boaw)
Throwin' Bs out the Bentley truck, got ready a Glock get the semi up (Brrt)
Move sane, skrrtin' (Skrrt)
Step up the gas and the giddy up (Vroom)
Bad bitch (Look)
She told me I could only titty fuck (Wait)
Lurkin' (What?), spot 'em (What?), hit 'em (What?), pick 'em up (Brrt), pick 'em up
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
Wait (Hahaha, woo, woo)
Catch a opp and I'm takin' his jewelry
Catch a opp and I'm takin' his jewelry
Wait (Hahaha, woo, woo)
Catch a opp and I'm takin' his jewelry
Catch a opp and I'm takin' his jewelry

[Outro]
Yoz, what you tellin' me?
Beat by Yamaica Productions, baby

( Pop Smoke )
www.ChordsAZ.com

TAGS :