Pop & Panic (Small Talk) lyrics

[Intro: Jay Gwuapo]
Mm
Oh, yeah

[Chorus: Jay Gwuapo]
Still gon' keep the straps on me, I ain't with the small talk (Oh)
You know where it's at, you walk up on me, I won't walk off (Oh)
In public with the strap, you walk up on me, let that gun off
Put F.N. on the map and I'll be damned to let it fall off
It's crazy in the trenches, got a lot of sh*t to mention
My family, they count on me, so I'ma count my blessings
Use this music as a weapon, my brother caught his sentence
I hope he learn his lesson, use this music as a message (Oh, oh)

[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
Please don't run up on me (Grrt), got my gun up on me
Boy don't try me, n*gga you could get hurt
The last n*gga tried to run on my V
Samе n*gga that got left on a shirt
And I'm Big 092, uh, keep 22's on the coupe, uh
Watch n*ggas lurk, uh, and watch n*ggas purgе, uh

[Verse 2: Jay Gwuapo]
VVS diamonds dancing, popped out to another mansion
I done seen some n*ggas panic, once they see my stash and vanish
Made it here, they couldn't stand it
So I don't take sh*t for granted
Pockets good, your pockets damaged
That's why n*ggas pop and panic (Oh)
[Verse 3: Pop Smoke]
Panic, uh, hit the boy up then hop in a panic (Panic, uh)
Lift 'em, boy gon' help me, I'm driftin (Skrrt)
My body different, uh, Amiri, the denim, Givenchy, I'm dripped in
Don't get fooled by these frames, I put in pain (Uh)
Give him bald head like he Clifton (Grrt)

[Chorus: Jay Gwuapo]
Yeah, still gon' keep the straps on me, I ain't with the small talk (Oh)
You know where it's at, you walk up on me, I won't walk off (Oh)
In public with the strap, you walk up on me, let that gun off
Put F.N. on the map and I'll be damned to let it fall off
It's crazy in the trenches, got a lot of sh*t to mention
My family, they count on me, so I'ma count my blessings
Use this music as a weapon, my brother caught his sentence
I hope he learn his lesson, use this music as a message (Oh, oh)