Lyrics : Bashar Jackson
Music : Bashar Jackson/Yosief Tafari
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
I said I feel invincible
(Yoz, what you tellin' me?)
They like, "Poppy, what you gettin' to?" (To, to)
I pop a Perc', go retarded, wait
Haha, hahaha
Yeah (Ahaha), yeah, yeah, yeah
Woo, woo, yeah (To, to, grrt, grrt)
Yeah, yeah
I said I feel invincible (Huh)
It's a hundred n*ggas in the spot
I'm walkin' through 'em (I'm walkin' through 'em)
It's eighty-five just to walk on
I don't talk to these n*ggas (Nah)
'Cause a lot of these n*ggas be corny (Corny)
I'm feeling horny (I'm feeling horny)
And I shoot like Robert Horry (Horry)
I'm off this percolator shit (Woo)
I got a percolated b***h (Percolated b***h)
I give her this percolated d**k (Yeah)
I show her these percolated tricks
Pop Smoke, they know who run the city
Pop Smoke, n*gga, you can ask Diddy
Pop Smoke bust up a Citi or TD
Pop Smoke goin' fifty for fifty
I pop a Perc', go retarded, then shoot up the party, then change the artillery
Energy
I'm givin' nothin' but energy
I give her Perky and Hennessy
I give two shots to the enemy, hope he remember me
What the **** a n*gga tellin' me?
I spent two hundred fifty on my wrist
I spent two hundred fifty on my b***h
Double G, n*ggas know I'm a threat
Walk in the spot and turn everybody Crip
DJ Clue, my n*gga **** with the Woos
Tell SpinKing to play it back (Back)
While the Woos throw the bag
They know I'm shootin' for the stars
Aimin' for the moon (Moon)
I shoot at any opp (Opp)
'Cause n*ggas know I'm Woo (Woo)
Send that n*gga to the medic
Everything raw, no edit
Pop Smoke did it
I said, "I feel invincible" (Huh)
It's a hundred n*ggas in the spot
I'm walkin' through 'em (I'm walkin' through 'em)
It's eighty-five just to walk on
I don't talk to these n*ggas (Nah)
'Cause a lot of these n*ggas be corny (Corny)
I'm feeling horny (I'm feeling horny)
And I shoot like Robert Horry (Horry)
I'm off this percolator shit (Woo)
I got a percolated b***h (Percolated b***h)
I give her this percolated d**k (Yeah)
I show her these percolated tricks
Pop Smoke, they know who run the city
Pop Smoke, n*gga, you can ask Diddy
Pop Smoke bust up a Citi or TD
Pop Smoke goin' fifty for fifty