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Ayy
Ayy, you know who done up right, you
Uh
Yeah, you
Yo, you too
Yo yo, you too
Let me pop my shit, yeah you too
we get, pop it
Your ho hit
Oh you 'bout your bitch?
The wrist lit (ice)
Live this
Nah for nigga

Hundred K spent on my lil nigga
Breakin' pot and that dope gon' triple
I a tip for your bitch my nigga
I her mouth, her throat got bigger
Pull up and hop out the car,
on a bitch, she a star, drip
Buy it and what it cost, drip
Try it and get knocked off,
They eat up the dab, Jaws
Never shop, crib came with a
Free my niggas behind the wall
Ain't gon' stop till free my niggas all
I can a movie, Seagal
No dribble, I
And roll up a Backwood Cookie as fat as a log
hop in the frog
I'ma pop my shit
pull up at six
Number one, first pick
Coupe, it came the kit
niggas all around me
Lot of pussy niggas still
Drank, it right my trench
Starter bitches on my
The cookie pack dense

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop
Pop shit, pop shit, pop (pop)
Pop shit, shit
Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop (pop)
Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop
Pop shit, pop shit, pop (pop)
Pop shit, pop-pop-pop
Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop (pop)

go'n to pop my shit
Hold on, let me talk my
her don't look my way
Nigga buy your bitch
No wings
You get fly like this
No strings
I'ma pop my

Don't be poppin', get caught the sawed-off (poppin')
Whippin' cocaine, cookin' (coke)
Break down the like it's sawdust (break down)
what the grind done bought us (look)
Catch the bitches (catch), but I fetch the bitches (no)
Catch your bitch, I ain't hit her, I was about your feelings
(here you go)
I'ma glide on your bitch, do you me? (glide)
Shooter on the and pop wheelies (brrt)
QC nigga, pop (woo)
We gonna talk about the feelings (nah)
We ain't talk about the gremlins (nah)
Paid shooters me chillin' (baow)
Pop it off baby, start (pop it off)
Give me my racks off the (racks)
My pull up in a lizard (pull up)
The eyes on that bitch like a (eyes)
I get the so vivid (racks)
Young I'm makin history (history)
Set not for dissing (nah)
On a jet when I'm flying the (jet)
Bad she an assistant (bitch)
the bricks to Michigan (woo)

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop
Pop shit, pop shit, pop (pop)
Pop shit, shit
Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop (pop)
Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop
Pop shit, pop shit, pop (pop)
Pop shit, shit
Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop (pop)

I'ma to pop my shit
on, let me talk my shit
Tell her look my way
I'll buy your bitch
No wings
You don't get fly this
No attached
pop my shit

Pop my shit, I pop it (pop it)
Whole bullets in the cartridge
Told 'em, trust the (trust it)
I'ma em down, diagnostics (break it)
Cup of the drank too (woo)
Stashin' the pint in the (stashin')
Your want my kids, she swallowed it (uhh)
Came back up for (up)
FN make a nigga (move, move)
Put a nigga on the news (news, news)
Mama drunk, let you booze (mama)
'Cause her son done turned food (damn)
Big name came the weight (woo)
cam all in the plates (yeah)
Mix it in dog food, (skrt)
Finesse me a out of state (jugg)
You to a woman, Cait (Jenner)
Crisp back the lawn, mow the (renter)
to the money, pace (stuck)
Hit the gas to the top, a race (top)
My wrist, stop, Ma$e (woo)
Give a bitch my cock, the (here)
Got a M in the locked (cash)
Mama found it when she broke the (damn ma)

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop
Pop shit, pop shit, pop (pop)
Pop shit, pop-pop-pop
Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop (pop)
Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop
Pop shit, pop shit, pop (pop)
Pop shit, pop-pop-pop
Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop (pop)

I'ma go'n to pop my
on, let me talk my shit
Tell her look my way
I'll buy your bitch
No wings
You don't get fly like
No attached
I'ma pop my