Defiant lyrics

[Intro: Dread Woo]
Grrt, pow, pow, pow
Free the f*ckin' members, n*gga
RJ, Dafi, SP, Kigz
All o' them, n*gga
Don't f*ck around, n*gga
Woo, woo, grrah, grrah
Big 092, look, woo

[Chorus: Dread Woo]
Throwin' like Brady, don't be the receiver (Brr, pow)
Dropped outta school, makin' more than my teacher (di*khead, dummy)
How that's your wifey? For me she a eater
If it ain't Dior, then Gucci the sneaker (Woo, woo)
That boy too soft, he gon' talk in the precinct

[Verse 1: Dread Woo]
I'm with the demons, no hidin', we seekin' (Brr)
Send that boy up, catch the flight on the weekend
Stay on alert 'cause I know they be creepin' (Woo)
Brady, look, gang
It's just me and Pop, don't need nobody else
'Cause that'd be a extra witness
Movie get shot, them bullets put weight on his chest
No this ain't Planet Fitness
I'm tryna beat the box, 1942, I feed her shots (Woo, woo)
And you know how we tease the opp, drop a check, I make him see it drop (Yeah, yeah)
And she drive the boat (Drive), di*k in her mouth and I'm all in her throat (Shake it)
Ask your girl, I'm the goat (Facts), can't name one time, you run up, I ain't throw (Woo)
b*tch, it's Dread Woo, you know I get racks (Woo, yeah)
Tell 'em get back (Woo)
He getting flipped, thought it was a pack (Hold on, facts)
He ain't make it back (Uh)
I call up Shank, know he movin' tact (Woo, burner)
Totin' on a strap (Woo)
Who these n*ggas dressed in all black? (Grrt, baow, baow)
Huh, yo, Pop, them n*ggas cap (Cap)
[Interlude: Dread Woo & Pop Smoke]
Yo, Pop, what the f*ck is crackin', my n*gga? I see you
Hold on, hahaha, goin' crazy here
Hold on, woo

[Verse 2: Pop Smoke]
Look, I'm like, "Who that n*gga?" (Who that n*gga?)
Talkin' 'bout "What's stackin', what the f*ck is up?"
Huh? You ain't one of us
You lookin' dirty, n*gga, you ain't one of us, nah
I come from the bottom where n*ggas keep ninas tucked (Huh, brrt, brrt)
We don't stop shots till the sun is up (Get that n*gga)
I pass Dafi the chop', that's a give an' go (Woo, baow)
Keep five stones in his head like a mineral
He put pep at his head like a Mento (Brrt)
.38 punching like Kimbo (Grrt, pow, pow, pow)
When you talkin' to me, b*tch, remember I'm a giant (Giant)
I dropped outta school, I'm defiant (Uh)
A hater, stealer and a liar (Facts)
But in the jungle, I'm a lion (Rrr)
Now they see me on a flyer (Brrt, brrt)
They like "Pop, you on fire" (Fire)
I really just bought the new LaFerrari
RD like, "Send me the wire" (Woo, woo)

[Interlude: Dread Woo]
Yeah, skrrt, yeah, grrt, baow, haha, woo, woo
[Chorus: Dread Woo]
Throwin' like Brady, don't be the receiver (Brr, nah, pow)
Dropped outta school, makin' more than my teacher (di*khead, dummy)
How that's your wifey? For me she a eater
If it ain't Dior, then Gucci the sneaker (Woo, woo)
That boy too soft, he gon' talk in the precinct

[Verse 3: TRAVI]
n*ggas watchin' like the Rollie (Watch that)
Switch the VIN on the stoley
Same n*gga to the grave
Gotta watch them, Mille topless
Got the white like Milonakis
I'm in traffic, say "What's rockin'?"
You hear me? f*ck, huh, ready
Try to shave the wave off a BO, huh
Shorty shaped like she Creole
It's f*ck parole, f*ck a CO
I'm outta town while Haitians eatin' griot
I'm back uptown with the papis
More white than a Nazi
Big wheel still I duck the paparazzi (What)
No time for no limelight
And I'm fresh to death like it's prom night
f*ck them n*ggas on the other side
Only friend I got, he a dead guy
If you talk about him then the lead (Fly)
n*ggas they act like they know me, huh
Two fours on 'em like Kobe
Don't play with that lefty, he shoot like Ginóbili
Yeah TRAV' always tweaking
I ride with some apes and I'm never on defense
I'm preein' these n*ggas, the way that they envy
Don't talk 'bout my money, but I'm stackin' plenty
Foreign b*tches givin' minds in a Bentley
Been trappin' all day, man, I just hit a ten-piece
f*ck a Uber, threw that b*tch in the renty (Woo)
[Chorus: Dread Woo]
Throwin' like Brady, don't be the receiver (Brr, pow)
Dropped outta school, makin' more than my teacher (di*khead, dummy)
Hot as your wifey, for me she a eater
If it ain't Dior, then Gucci the sneaker (Woo, woo)
That boy too soft, he gon' talk in the precinct (Watch that)