"THE POPE" lyrics

(SURF GANG, bitch)

Yeah, you worried 'bout, yeah

You too worried 'bout playing a role (A role)
You can get in any way that you want
I can't— I can't wait for the go (For the go)
Know you rather me take me a moment (Moment)

Like my father I'm anxious and hopeful (Hopeful)
Every dollar I gave to the dope (To the dope)
I ain't promise about taking it global
I ain't shy, I'm just taking it slow (Slow)

I remember evading the social
I knew I couldn't stand it no more (No more)
I get high, I be wavy the most
Twenty-five and the baby is goat (The goat)

I inspire, we changing the culture
Getting fried with my favorite in post (Uh-huh)
I got dire, I'm hanging on more (Oh, yeah)
In the style like they made me the Pope

I just smile and wave to the— (Hoes)
I'm the shine when the shade getting closer (Uh-huh)
Think of mines, I be making it home (Yeah)
Free my mind from the pain it exposes (Yeah)
Keep in line with these dangerous roads

On the grind and he bang like a mope
Talking down when my name in the post
Out of town, my name on a poster
On my crown, I was staying remote (Remote)

(SURF GANG, baby)

Uh, with my name in the post
Out of town, my name on a poster
With a crown, I was staying remote

The fuck is you—?
Shade getting close

Out of town, my name in the post
And a crown, I was staying remote

(SURF GANG, baby)