Pop It

Soon as I nut get off me
Hotbox don't do no walking
Won't talk won't say who offed him
This glock I bet I pop it
She only get a ring if I call her
With madmarcc we some ballers
We'll shoot but I'm shot caller
Mask up if we hit rock bottom
Bitch wanna get in my bag
I'ma shoot this stick I ain't going out sad
Nah I don't want no half
Give me a brick and I'm flipping it fast
Peel in my whip and I'm doing the dash
Killing this shit I'ma stay on they ass
Swerving the vette and I pray I don't crash
1500 on shoes
1500 make a bitch act new
Give her 300 she fucking the crew
Get her some bundles she calling me boo
Give me 100 I'm blowing the roof
Bitch wasn't part of my plan she gon suck my dick if she want this xan
Nope I'm not yo man
If I give her a B I'm changing the plan
I gotta get me some dough
I'm not saving no hoe
Fuck her one time then I'm catching her throat
She can hit the door I'll pass her to bro
Spend a band for the shoes and a dub for the coat
Know nun but some trappers they moving the coke
Running with some shooter that stick they tote
Them youngins in the hood they'll stick up the store
(Yea, yea)
I don't give a fuck bout no bitch
Yea with that fresh offa lick
Drip set high tech my kicks
Made the hoe swallow my kids
I fucked what a name we did what we did
Soon as I nut get off me
Hotbox don't do no walking
Won't talk won't say who offed him
This glock I bet I pop it
She only get a ring if I call her
With madmarcc we some ballers
We'll shoot but I'm shot caller
Mask up if we hit rock bottom



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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Marcus Leaks
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