Jackboys, Pop Smoke, Travis Scott – Gatti | Lyrics

Lyrics Gatti – Jackboys, Pop Smoke, Travis Scott

AXL, hahaha, huh hahaha
Tired of n**gas cappin’
Trap House vibes
N**gas frontin’ their jewels
They ain’t expectin’ this one

Facts, my b**ch love coco
Ooh back, baby, woo
Let me see some
Okay, okay, okay, okay

Look, you cannot say Pop and forget the Smoke
I’m from the floors where n**gas tote
They couldn’t be Crips, so they turned folks
Drivin’ through the ‘Ville, droppin’ the choke
I gotta laugh, ’cause these n**gas jokes
Just like, who these n**gas
I don’t know, but I’m on go

And I’m in that Bugatti
Movin’ two hundred
Givin’ pumps, like, who shot ya
Me and Trey, that’s four choppers

Man down, all you see is helicopters
Paramedics pick him up
They gon’ send him to the doctor
I’m in the hood like an engine
Revvin’, trey get that n**ga
My checks is clearin’
Your checks is pending
And I got a couple gangstas
Let me know

If you want smoke
‘Cause boy I can send ’em
And I got a bad b**ch, ass up
Face down, yeah, she love doggy style
And she got a Louis bag
That hold the extendo
Okay, okay
Okay, okay

Facts, my b**ch love coco
Ooh back, baby, woo
Let me see some
Okay, okay, okay, okay..②

Got it jumpin out the zoo
Seein’ red, seein’ blue
Young La Flame, how it moves
Pop Flare how it

Bring my hands out, try to hide my face
Duck away, she wanna lay up and hibernate
I took a chance, it’s a lot to take
I took a right, ended up right away
She need a chung, not a piece
It cost me three for the keys
Not the work but the v
She let it twirl to the beat
I send the work, bet it reach
Wearin’ pearls, expensive beads
Only hurl at my peeps

Crutch, diamonds crutch on your cup pink
Two cups overstuffed, now I’m up
Coco Chanel when she tuck it
We bunk, get a nut
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah

Facts, my b**ch love coco
Ooh back, baby, woo
Let me see some
Okay, okay, okay, okay..②…

➤ Written by Pop Smoke & Travis Scott
Album: Jackboys
Produced by Mike Dean, 808Melo & AXL Beats
Jackboys | Pop Smoke | Travis Scott | 2019