Pop Smoke – Showin Off, Pt.1 lyrics
(ft. Fivio Foreign)


Traphouse Mob
Uh?
This is a Melo beat
Uh?
Look
It’s big 092MLBOA

[Pop Smoke & Fivio Foreign]
GQ, uh (GQ)
You got a gun, nigga, gun nigga, uh? (Gun, nigga)
Play disrespect, never (Never)
K with it (K with it), uh
Niggas know that we don’t play with it (Nah, uh)
Big .38 gon’ hawk ’em (Hawk ’em)
Two stripes, saucin’ (Saucin’)
I keep a TEC when I’m walkin’ (Walkin’)
Pick him up, toss him (Toss him)
Big drip, flossin’ (Flossin’)
Get straight, cashin’ (Cashin’)
Don’t fuck around, yeah, I’m packin’ (Packin’)
Have it (Have it), Havoc (Havoc)
Me and Fivi’ causin’ havoc (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Fivio Foreign]
Action (Action), see an opp and it was action (Action)
All these questions that you’re askin’ (Bow)
She like “Why your face tatted?” (Wow)
I take a perc, ’cause it’s relaxing (I do)
I see a opp and I’m attackin’ (I am)
Hold on, saggin’
Blue flag when I’m flaggin’ (Ayy, ayy) (Traphouse Mob)
I’m prepared for their reaction (I am)
They say Robert was a classic (It was)
Voodoo (Vudu), magic (Magic), Fivi’, savage (Ayy, ayy)
Hol’ on (Hol’ on), hol’ on (Hol’ on)
I go on drills with a passion (Ayy)
Hol’ on (Hol’ on), hol’ on (Hol’ on)
I see him and ask where the track is

[Pop Smoke]
If I see an opp, there’s no account (No account)
Step on the court, ball out (Ball out)
Walk in the spot, walk out (Walk out)
What the fuck is all the talk about? (Huh?)
Up out the chop, aimin’ (Aimin’)
Put that pussy on the pavement (Pavement)
Uh? Stainless (Stainless)
Amiri jeans, stainless (Stainless)
Pop Smoke, yeah, I’m all in the stores
What’s on your feet? I’m like, “Christian Dior”
Double G, yeah, that’s all on my T
Big Benz, peanut butter seats
Big body, mixy (This is a Melo beat)
S-class, six-three
I’m all in your bitch, dick deep
Slide through your block with the rippys