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Description: Official lyric video for Pop Smoke " 30” feat. Bizzy Banks, from Faith available everywhere now: PopSmoke.lnk.to/Faith Lyrics: This is Woo (Woo) This is Crip I’m the cuz Gltttt Baow (Baow) It’s 32 in the clip nigga (gllttt) Baow Baow, Movie Pop Smoke, Bizzy Like Duck, pass me the sitchy I’m clutch Tell ‘em come spin my block Tell ‘em come send them shots You ain’t no shoota You just tote that chop You don’t want beef, you just want some pops I ain’t get touched, how you my opp? Bitch I’m too sauced No I don’t dance, the glock in my pants The most I might do is the Woo walk (yeah) The most I might do is the Woo walk (yeah) And I know they mad But please don’t act silly If I spin in a black flag, they gon’ think I’m a dizzy Bitch I’m a sleaze, give a fuck who you be Yeah I fuck with them real niggas who fuckin with me Don’t ask if I’m GDK, nah Nigga I’m EBK Fuck the judge and the DEA Suck dick if you feel a way I’mma lil body but I talk like a big body Cuz I put in that pain I walk like a lil body but I back out that big body If you speak on my name These niggas know nothin’ bout me But they gon’ keep talkin’ bout me And that shit ain’t goin’ change I been in the cell and Ain’t shit you can tell me If you ain’t got hands, invest in 11s Toughest nigga in your squad gon be tellin’ The older niggas that be with me some felons I really talk on the beats If you not in the streets, you won’t understand it I get the choppa, that nigga gon’ panic Headshot, cause a whole lotta damage Headshot, cause a whole lotta damage Yeah I got Ruger with me, Leeky with me, bitch We don’t spin in no Ubers And I got Rilla with me, Juju with me, bitch We might hit ya medulla You can’t get busy with me, jiggy with me Demon with me, hundo with me First nigga actin’ silly, catch a figgy Pass the glizzy and just watch how he run Watch how he Duck, pass me the sitchy I’m clutch Tell ‘em come spin my block Tell ‘em come send them shots You ain’t no shoota You just tote that chop You don’t want beef, you just want some pops I ain’t get touched, how you my opp? Bitch I’m too sauced No I don’t dance, the glock in my pants The most I might do is the Woo walk The most I might do is the Woo walk And I know they mad (look) But please don’t act silly If I’m spinnin’ a black flag, they gon’ think I’m a dizzy Tell that nigga to spin That’s when the party begin Yeah my glock full of sins Bullet hit ya chin, I walk away grinnin’ If you drag my GK, then it’s fuck what you said Bizzy send shots where you lay Bizzy send shots where you lay Say I’m 823, sanctioned Reach for my chain we gon spank em I ain’t your regular gang member Everybody know I’m sanctioned If I step on the island we wylin’ out I ain’t gon’ stop ‘til the guard is out Free Psych Bike, free Ziggy Zah My niggas raisin’ the body count 44 Bulldog nigga get back I ain’t with the talk or the chitchat Get your shit cracked If I back up the chop, betta get back Call Dread, that’s the new Tom Brady Niggas gettin’ no bread cause they lazy Tell Dread lift em, if that nigga talking crazy Now it’s fuck you pay me Or bullets start blazing Since I was young we invested in guns Now we lookin’ at the stars in the wraith While I’m gettin’ headed by your bae She like papi I love how you taste She like papi can you nut I’m like baby just wait I told her to Duck, pass me the sitchy I’m clutch Tell ‘em come spin my block Tell ‘em come send them shots You ain’t no shoota You just tote that chop You don’t want beef, you just want some pops I ain’t get touched, how you my opp? Bitch I’m too sauced No I don’t dance, the glock in my pants The most I might do is the Woo walk The most I might do is the Woo walk And I know they mad But please don’t act silly If I spin in’ a black flag, they gon’ think I’m a dizzy #PopSmoke #Faith