Soda Pop

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 starin' and glarin'
(Oh oh) and glarin'

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 starin', glarin'
And watchin' (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 pourin' up a lot, yeah, dirty soda pop
Yeah i told her double cup me, codeine
I can't stop (Uh, uh)
Been pourin' 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 surpassin'
(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 starin', glarin'
And watchin' (Watch)
Now they wanna cuff me, bitch
You're not a cop (You're not a cop)
I told her double cup me, codeine
I can't stop (Uh, uh)
Been pourin' up a lot, yeah, dirty soda pop
Yeah (Uh, uh)
I told her double cup me, codeine
I can't stop (Uh, uh)
Been pouring up a lot, uh, dirty soda pop
Yeah (Uh, uh)

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 top tier
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 starin', glarin'
And watchin' (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 pourin' 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 pourin' up a lot, uh, dirty Soda Pop
Yeah (Uh huh, uh huh)