Soda Pop (feat. Roddy Ricch)

Damn (nine, nine, nine)

Alright, Mello made it right

Oh-oh (nine, nine, nine, na)

I'm these niggas parents (oh, nine, nine, nine)

It's apparent (Nine, nine, nine)

I'm these niggas parents (oh-oh)

It's apparent

The Gucci that I'm wearin'

In that McLaren

Got all the hoes staring and glaring (oh-oh)

And glaring

I'm these niggas parents (uh-uh)

It's apparent (uh-uh)

The Gucci that I'm wearin' (uh-uh)

In that McLaren (uh-uh)

Got all these hoes staring, glaring, and watching (yeah)

Now they wanna cuff me, bitch, you're not a cop (yeah)

I told hеr double cup me, codeinе I can't stop (uh-uh)

Been pouring up a lot, yeah, dirty soda pop, yeah

I told her double cup me, codeine I can't stop (uh-uh)

Been pouring up a lot, uh, dirty soda pop, yeah (let's go, let's go)

Red bottoms bleed, like a murder scene (yeah)

Like the movie, Scream (let's go)

Like the movie, Scream (let's go)

I'm a Perc fiend (oh, yeah)

Give her Perc D (oh, yeah)

She got wet dreams (oh, yeah)

She can't catch me (oh, yeah)

Like a track team (oh, yeah)

I'ma run to the bands like an athlete (oh, oh, oh, yeah)

Too ahead, too ahead, no surpassing (oh, oh, oh, yeah)

I'm in Cali', I don't smoke Marley

And I don't sniff Sally

But I like Perc's and I like syrup, 'cause they work for me

Yo' lil' bird gave my phone a chirp, she gon' twerk for me

Yeah, I like Perc's and I like syrup, cause they work for me

I'ma let them do they worst

I'm these niggas parents (uh-uh)

It's apparent (uh-uh)

The Gucci that I'm wearin' (uh-uh)

In that McLaren (uh-uh)

Got all these hoes staring, glaring, and watching (yeah)

Now they wanna cuff me, bitch, you're not a cop (yeah)

I told her double cup me, codeine I can't stop (uh-uh)

Been pouring up a lot, yeah, dirty soda pop, yeah

I told her double cup me, codeine I can't stop (uh-uh)

Been pouring up a lot, uh, dirty soda pop, yeah (let's go, let's go)

Pour a bottle of codeine inside the soda pop

And she got molly and codeine inside the soda pop

We went to Miami just to take a load off

Seen a white bitch do cocaine, it took her nose off

And my codeine talk to ya', I don't even gotta pop a pill

Got my dawgs with me, you know how that go

Christian Dior from my head to my toes

My first year rich, spent a hundred bands on my clothes

And that's no cap, I got my Porsche in the back

I get my dawg fifty bands, I get a fuck nigga whacked

I'm drinkin' codeine, I done made it out the trap

Know a lotta niggas hated and that's a fact

But I made it, I'm a big dog now

I'm these niggas parents (yeah)

It's apparent (uh-uh)

The Gucci that I'm wearin' (yeah)

In that McLaren (uh-uh)

Got all these hoes staring, glaring, and watching (uh-huh)

Now they wanna cuff me, bitch, you're not a cop (yeah)

I told her double cup me, codeine I can't stop (uh-huh, uh-huh)

Been pouring up a lot, yeah, dirty Soda Pop, yeah (uh-huh, uh-huh)

I told her double cup me, codeine I can't stop (uh-huh, uh-huh)

Been pouring up a lot, uh, dirty Soda Pop, yeah (uh-huh, uh-huh)