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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 talkin' 'bout bitch?
The been lit (ice)
Live this
Nah for nigga

Hundred K on my wrist lil nigga
Breakin' that pot and dope gon' triple
I left a tip for your bitch my
I fuck her mouth, her got bigger
Pull up and hop out the car,
on a bitch, she a star, drip
Buy it and fuck it cost, drip
Try it and get knocked off,
gon' eat up the dab, Jaws
Never shop, came with a mall
Free my niggas behind the wall
Ain't gon' stop till free my niggas all
I can make a movie,
No dribble, I
And up a Backwood with Cookie as fat as a log
Then hop in the
I'ma pop my shit
I'ma up at six
Number one, first draft
Coupe, it came the kit
Real niggas all me
Lot of pussy niggas exist
Drank, it under my trench
bitches on my bench
The cookie pack came

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)

go'n to pop my shit
Hold on, let me talk my
Tell her look my way
Nigga I'll buy bitch
No attached
You get fly like this
No attached
pop my shit

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

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

I'ma to pop my shit
on, let me talk my shit
Tell her don't my way
Nigga I'll buy your
No wings
You get fly like 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)
break em down, diagnostics (break it)
Cup of the too toxic (woo)
the pint in the cockpit (stashin')
Your bitch my kids, she swallowed it (uhh)
Came back up for (up)
FN a nigga move (move, move)
Put a fuck nigga on the (news, news)
drunk, let you drank booze (mama)
'Cause her son turned into food (damn)
Big name with 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)
a bitch my cock, the taste (here)
Got a M in the locked (cash)
Mama found it when she the vase (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, shit
Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop (pop)

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