Be Clearr - Pop Smoke

Long nights in the trap, it got a nigga sick

It got a nigga this far

Yes it did, yes it did, yes I did

But be clear

I just pulled up to TD in i8

We all getting money, then why hate?

Smoove hesi' the renty, like why wait?

We the hottest in the tri-state

My niggas gon' raise up the crime rate

If you try to play with me

So don’t play with me, yeah, yeah, yeah

Pull up to the party, guess what we in?

«Who comin' in?»

I’m like, «All of us»

I’m from a town where we pour the Henny in double cups

It’s enough Henny for all of us

We getting money, we mix the Buscemi with all of the Fendi, designer stuff

Just pulled twenty K, I’ve been getting my way

Top down in the Wraith, baddie giving me face

AP from a touch down, I just pulled from a Chase

Shout out my lawyer, he just beat my case

Long nights in the trap, it got a nigga sick

It got a nigga this far

Yes it did, yes it did, yes I did

But be clear

Be clear when I say in Allah I got faith

I ain’t jackin' a lot of you niggas

Got the ice on my neck, call me Bobby Boucher

Reach and I pull the trigger

I don’t care who fake, I fuck with the real

I roll around with my hitters, hitters, hitters, hitters

Be clear when I say in Allah I got faith

I ain’t jackin' a lot of you niggas

Got the ice on my neck, call me Bobby Boucher

Reach and I pull the trigger

I don’t care who fake, I fuck with the real

I roll around with my hitters, hitters, hitters, hitters

Long nights in the trap, it got a nigga sick

It got a nigga this far

Yes it did, yes it did, yes I did

But be clear