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Pop Smoke - Demeanor Lyrics



Pop Smoke - Demeanor Lyrics
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Ooh (oh)
Baba treesha (oh)
Oh

I'm flirtin' with your baba treesha (treesha)
Shorty said she like my demeanor (demeanor)
And she look like a eater (eater)
I'm off the Perky geekin' (yeah)
I'm flirtin' with your baba treesha (treesha)
Shorty said she like my demeanor (demeanor)
And she look like a eater (eater)
I'm off the perky geekin' (yeah)

Wait, wait
Oh, wait
Ooh
Ooh

Fishbowl, send shots, bend blocks, send 'em back (yeah)
Earthquakes and ceiling cracks, all my niggas into that
You send a shot, we send it back, all facts, no cap (none)
Put my hat to the back (back), a hunnid thousand in the bag
Look, eleven dollars a hour ain't enough to live (nah)
So I'ma go in every store and I'ma swipe this shit (yeah, yeah)
They tryna lock a nigga up and I'm like, "F*ck a bid" (yeah)
'Cause either way, mommy gon' still love her kid (she gon' love me)
I just took twenty from the city they like, "Who is you?" (Who that? Woo)
A lotta niggas talkin' shit that they don't really do (ah, yeah)
I'm 'bout to turn my Air Force 1's into a Gucci shoe (yeah, yeah)
I'm 'bout to turn my Timberlands into a Yeezy boot (oh)
My president black, bandana is blue (you know what I'm sayin'?)
Diamonds hittin', got me glistenin' like I came out the pool
I'm so exotic like I came out the zoo (no)
But I shot out the coupe (no)
I got a scope with a clear eye view, woo (yeah)

I'm flirtin' with your baba treesha (treesha)
Shorty said she like my demeanor (demeanor)
And she look like a eater (eater)
I'm off the Perky geekin' (yeah)
I'm flirtin' with your baba treesha (treesha)
Shorty said she like my demeanor (demeanor)
And she look like a eater (eater)
I'm off the Perky geekin'

Wait, wait
Oh, wait (my demeanor is meaner than yours)
Ooh
Ooh

Female alpha
And I practice what I preach, I devour
Tell me, can you take the heat?
You can touch with your eyes only
I know you like what you see
That "Je ne sais quoi" energy
Baby, get on your knees

You can't say Pop without Smoke
So fill up with your lungs
My diamonds will make you choke
You like the way I move
My demeanor is meaner than yours
So clap for the encore
You can't say Pop without Smoke
So fill up with your lungs
My diamonds will make you choke
You like the way I move
My demeanor is meaner than yours
So clap for the encore

I'm flirtin' with your baba treesha (treesha)
Shorty said she like my demeanor (demeanor)
And she look like a eater (eater)
I'm off the Perky geekin' (yeah)
I'm flirtin' with your baba treesha (treesha)
Shorty said she like my demeanor (demeanor)
And she look like a eater (eater)
I'm off the Perky geekin'

Wait, wait
Oh, wait (my demeanor is meaner than yours)
Ooh
Ooh
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Ooh (oh)
Baba treesha (oh)
Oh

I'm flirtin' with your baba treesha (treesha)
Shorty said she like my demeanor (demeanor)
And she look like a eater (eater)
I'm off the Perky geekin' (yeah)
I'm flirtin' with your baba treesha (treesha)
Shorty said she like my demeanor (demeanor)
And she look like a eater (eater)
I'm off the perky geekin' (yeah)

Wait, wait
Oh, wait
Ooh
Ooh

Fishbowl, send shots, bend blocks, send 'em back (yeah)
Earthquakes and ceiling cracks, all my niggas into that
You send a shot, we send it back, all facts, no cap (none)
Put my hat to the back (back), a hunnid thousand in the bag
Look, eleven dollars a hour ain't enough to live (nah)
So I'ma go in every store and I'ma swipe this shit (yeah, yeah)
They tryna lock a nigga up and I'm like, "F*ck a bid" (yeah)
'Cause either way, mommy gon' still love her kid (she gon' love me)
I just took twenty from the city they like, "Who is you?" (Who that? Woo)
A lotta niggas talkin' shit that they don't really do (ah, yeah)
I'm 'bout to turn my Air Force 1's into a Gucci shoe (yeah, yeah)
I'm 'bout to turn my Timberlands into a Yeezy boot (oh)
My president black, bandana is blue (you know what I'm sayin'?)
Diamonds hittin', got me glistenin' like I came out the pool
I'm so exotic like I came out the zoo (no)
But I shot out the coupe (no)
I got a scope with a clear eye view, woo (yeah)

I'm flirtin' with your baba treesha (treesha)
Shorty said she like my demeanor (demeanor)
And she look like a eater (eater)
I'm off the Perky geekin' (yeah)
I'm flirtin' with your baba treesha (treesha)
Shorty said she like my demeanor (demeanor)
And she look like a eater (eater)
I'm off the Perky geekin'

Wait, wait
Oh, wait (my demeanor is meaner than yours)
Ooh
Ooh

Female alpha
And I practice what I preach, I devour
Tell me, can you take the heat?
You can touch with your eyes only
I know you like what you see
That "Je ne sais quoi" energy
Baby, get on your knees

You can't say Pop without Smoke
So fill up with your lungs
My diamonds will make you choke
You like the way I move
My demeanor is meaner than yours
So clap for the encore
You can't say Pop without Smoke
So fill up with your lungs
My diamonds will make you choke
You like the way I move
My demeanor is meaner than yours
So clap for the encore

I'm flirtin' with your baba treesha (treesha)
Shorty said she like my demeanor (demeanor)
And she look like a eater (eater)
I'm off the Perky geekin' (yeah)
I'm flirtin' with your baba treesha (treesha)
Shorty said she like my demeanor (demeanor)
And she look like a eater (eater)
I'm off the Perky geekin'

Wait, wait
Oh, wait (my demeanor is meaner than yours)
Ooh
Ooh
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Writer: Bashar Barakah Jackson, Clarence Bernard Coffee, Daniel Mizrahi, Dru Decaro, Dua Lipa, Michael Louis Gomes, Ryan Presson, Sarah Hudson, Steven William Victor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Abkco Music Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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