POP SH!T (feat. SmooveDonn)

Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit

Look ride with the Glock hide from the cops stop this
Picky Picky pocket now you pulling out yo rocket
Black head to toe momma thought that I was gothic
Sorry that I caused this don't mean to be chaotic
Caution
Stand back I'm sick I got you nauseous
I walk in ya house with dirty feet then walk on yo carpet
Caught my target in target
Call me the artist the arson
I make niggas wanna stay away like I was the black market

One two now we bout to look for you uh
Three four now we waitin' at ya door uh
Five six all my brothers got the sticks
We ain't get to seven cause you know what happens after this
K stands for ak forty seven not a kiss
Bullets ripping through yo hood beyblades in 06
Got the people running screaming May Day in this bih
I got comfortable so I just may stay in this bih what

Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit

Everybody say
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit

Smoovest inna DMV my flow is key locksmith
Shawty neck got longer when she domin me Ostrich
I just want the top she want me to pop stop it
I left her inna bed and went to hit my ex I'm toxic

Slide his wig we pushin em back
Them clippers gon line his lid
Hide ya kids the villain is out you know what time it is
We got 'em shook
When I was fresh in the game they would say Donn a rook
I killed these niggas on beats and now they lookin at me like I'm the crook
Smoove

Get ya weight up
Nah get ya cake up
Buck 50 his face for the price on his head it's a pay cut
Take a chance with me is like rollin dice we can shake sum
If I let off 7 he won't be able to wakeup

This game is effortless
I'm raining elegance
How could you tame something that people claim is heaven sent
Got steady aim all I drop is bangers I never miss
You gon feel the pain when I snap ya neck like its exorcist

Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit
Ride with my block ride with my block pop shit



Credits
Writer(s): Tony Reaves
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