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Ayy
Ayy, you know who fucked 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 like
Nah for real

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

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

Don't be poppin', get caught with the (poppin')
cocaine, cookin' product (coke)
Break down the dope like it's (break down)
Look what the grind done us (look)
Catch the bitches (catch), but I don't the bitches (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)
Shooter on the bench and pop (brrt)
QC nigga, pop (woo)
We gonna talk about the feelings (nah)
We ain't gotta about the gremlins (nah)
shooters 'round me chillin' (baow)
Pop it off baby, kneeling (pop it off)
Give me my off the dribble (racks)
My papa up in a lizard (pull up)
The eyes on that bitch a gizzard (eyes)
I get the so vivid (racks)
Young nigga I'm makin (history)
Set not for dissing (nah)
On a jet when I'm flying the (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 go'n to pop my
on, let me talk my shit
Tell her look my way
Nigga I'll buy bitch
No attached
You don't get fly like
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 in the cockpit (stashin')
bitch want my kids, she swallowed it (uhh)
Came up for oxygen (up)
FN make a move (move, move)
Put a nigga on the news (news, news)
drunk, let you drank booze (mama)
'Cause her son done turned food (damn)
Big name came the weight (woo)
Rear cam all in the (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, it's a (top)
My wrist, can't stop, (woo)
a bitch my cock, the taste (here)
Got a M in the suitcase (cash)
Mama it when she broke 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, pop-pop-pop
Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop (pop)

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