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

Hundred K on my wrist lil nigga
that pot and that dope gon' triple
I left a tip for bitch my nigga
I fuck her mouth, her throat got
up and hop out the car, drip
Fuck on a bitch, she a star,
Buy it and what it cost, drip
Try it and get knocked off,
They gon' eat up the dab,
Never shop, crib with a mall
my niggas that's behind the wall
Ain't gon' stop till they free my 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 go'n pop my
I'ma up at six
Number one, first draft
Coupe, it came the kit
niggas all around me
Lot of pussy niggas still
Drank, it right my trench
Starter 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, pop-pop-pop
Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop (pop)

go'n to pop my shit
Hold on, let me my shit
Tell her look my way
I'll buy your bitch
No wings
You get fly like this
No strings
I'ma pop my

be poppin', get caught with the sawed-off (poppin')
Whippin' cocaine, product (coke)
Break down the dope like sawdust (break down)
Look the grind done bought us (look)
Catch the bitches (catch), but I don't the bitches (no)
Catch bitch, I ain't hit her, I was thinkin' about your feelings
(here you go)
I'ma glide on bitch, do you hear me? (glide)
Shooter on the and pop wheelies (brrt)
QC nigga, pop (woo)
We ain't talk about the feelings (nah)
We gotta talk about the gremlins (nah)
Paid 'round me chillin' (baow)
Pop it off baby, kneeling (pop it off)
Give me my racks off the (racks)
My pull up in a lizard (pull up)
The eyes on bitch like a gizzard (eyes)
I get the so vivid (racks)
nigga I'm makin history (history)
Set not for dissing (nah)
On a jet I'm flying the distance (jet)
Bad bitch she an (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, pop-pop-pop
Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop (pop)

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

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

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