Pop Smoke - Element

I might just hit it raw, hold on, that's out my element I like dark skins, love her melanin Huh, Christian Louboutin when I'm steppin' in 30 bottles of Azul, tell 'em, "Send 'em in" I had the Lambo', switch to the 'Rari I'm a gangsta, but I like to party Pop a -, go retarded I'm a Brooklyn -, I'm cold-hearted That's why I like a bad gyal (whoa), like Riri (wait) Every time she see me, she wanna eat me (hold on) I sold that Justin Bieber, please believe me I said, "Wow, I'm on the TV" I can't - with broke -, they be creepy She be actin' up, she always tryna leave me But she a bad gyal and she freaky I have her hangin' off the - like she Mimi I never hit a - more than once 'cause they be leeches But her - good, it taste like peaches But she can have it, I don't need it I'd rather have my money green like kiwi I don't talk to - 'cause they be cappin' Disrespect me and see what happen I don't make a call for war, I start snappin' (Rrr) bullets blastin' All the opps mad that I lapped them He said, "What's stackin'?" Nothin' but my money 'Member my pockets flat? Now they chunky I ain't a pretty boy, but I ain't ugly And I'll take your - in a second If she a real one, then I'll protect it Traded the AP, told my jeweler, "Patek it" And it's all VVS and flower settings I might just hit it raw, hold on, that's out my element I like dark skins, love her melanin Huh, Christian Louboutin when I'm steppin' in 30 bottles of Azul, tell 'em, "Send 'em in" I had the Lambo', switch to the 'Rari I'm a gangsta, but I like to party Pop a -, go retarded I'm a Brooklyn -, I'm cold-hearted Yoz, what you tellin' me?