THE POPE

[Intro]

(SURF GANG, bitch)

Yeah, you worried 'bout, yeah

[Verse]

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, wе changing the culture

Getting friеd 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)

[Outro]

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)