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Genius

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Genius

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Hol' on, tell 'em: Wait, baby (Woo)

Hahaha, grrrt, baw (Look)

These niggas is feds (Woo)

I can't fuck with niggas, I can't fuck with niggas (Woo, woo)

I got a couple niggas that'll let it fly for a couple niggas

That a couple niggas is me, they love me (Baw) 'cause Pop Smoke for the streets

I got that heat in my rocket (Rocket), say that wrong thing, I'ma pop it (Pop it, grrrt)

I got them choppas in the closet (Closet), a hundred mill' deposit (Boom, boom)

That ain't an Uber, that's the feds (Feds), I see them niggas watchin' (Uh)

I like my bitches redbone (Redbone), ass fat, Jell-O (Jello-O)

Lightskin, yellow (Yellow), black hair by the Regis and Pello (Pello)

I got her squirtin' in the cream (Uh), I put the Perky in my lean (Lean)

Two thirtys got me leanin' (Leanin'), I hope I don't OD (D)

Like I OD'd at Neiman's (Neiman's)

Walked in, a hundred in my jeans

The Perc' got me teased (Teased)

But I drip when I'm leavin' (Leave)

I got that Woo shit tatted (Tatted)

Iced out Patek (Patek)

As long as you gettin' money, don't nothin' else matter (Matter)

She gettin' lit, bust it down and get naked, baby (Baby, uh-huh)

Just know you sing shit, baby

Just know you sing shit, baby (Baby)

I keep that chopper, berretta-tat (Tat)

It ain't no stoppin', no lettin' up (Grrt)

Free all my niggas that's stuck in a cage (Woo)

Hoodie on, lookin' fresh, I'm a man

How you real and you run on your mans?

I'll be damned (I'll be damned)

Look, I'm comin' out with the Peter Pan (Pan)

Lookin' for you and your friends (Friends)

Hop in the rocket, go to Venus

I'm dreamin', I'm a genius

Hop in the rocket, go to Venus (Oh no)

I'm dreamin', I'm a genius (Oh-oh)

Hop in a rocket, I take off (No)

We done came too far to play soft (No, no)

There ain't no stoppin', you fuck by the opps

Woah, there ain't no stoppin' my pay short (Never)

I do my thing, see, niggas try bein' like me

I'm like: Fuck it, let's play horse (Okay)

Bitch, I'm gonna go look at the streams (Streams)

Hundred pack, I can make on my day off (Jeez)

While we talkin' 'bout money, I got mine

Richard Millie a quarter, I got time

Really come from a block where they murder and slaughter

A nigga been orderin' Hot 9

If I'm slidin', I'm takin' it, easy

It's hot-blockin', they showin' me stop signs

Know you see it, you not blind

I'ma only keep dumpin', it's my time

Ain't tryna act tough but they know what's up (Boom)

Ask lawyers, I got mine (Shots, shots)

The security still gon' get touched

That glizzy gon' bust, get out line (Boom, boom)

Evidentially, I put 'em to shame

Still, there's demons on my mind

And know that I'm not normal, I'm just livin' on my shine (Shine, shine)

Hop in the rocket, go to Venus

I'm dreamin', I'm a genius

Hop in the rocket, go to Venus

I'm dreamin', I'm a genius (Yeah, uh)

Yeah, I'm stimulated (Stimulated)

I fuck her better than a vibrator (Yeah)

Owe me thirty-five favors (Favors)

That I need sooner or later (Later)

All of my killers enabled (Yeah)

Me and the Woo related (Related)

Nigga, I'm sharp as a razor

Everything in my favor (Favor)

Cartier, Times Square (Square)

I be in New York like The Rangers (Rangers)

Every song, I got a M (M)

I spent an M, I'm back at the label (Label)

All of my bitches is twins (Twins) and they do whatever I say so

Niggas watchin' like the TV, oh (TV)

I'm back, pullin' cables (Cables)

I'm just moved up in my weight class (Weight)

Nigga, we ballin' like state champs (State)

Hold up, you better think fast

When it came down, you didn't know your ass

All of my niggas off house arrest (House)

For his birthday, bought a new berretta

Smokin', I'm high as a bird feather

I bought the V for the Vendetta

Hop in the rocket, go to Venus

I'm dreamin', I'm a genius

Hop in the rocket, go to Venus

I'm dreamin', I'm a genius

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