Pop Ma Shit
I'm in the back gotta whole lot of racks
Smoking on opp cause we gotta new pack
Them niggas be pussy they kap in they rap
Don't fuck with you niggas don't reach for no dap
Run up that money I ran up them racks
If I rap it I live it I'm speaking all facts
I step for my men put the gang on the map
If he reach for his dip then I'm blowing em back
Why the fuck is they talking these niggas be talking
And these niggas ain't stepping these niggas be hoes
When I sign me a deal I'm gone split with the bros
I'm drippin designer fit head to the toes I look at the like before I fuck on a hoe
She got more than 300 I'm fucking fasho don't look at me wrong
Cause I'm clutching my pole
And don't run up on me cause on god ima blow
I'm in the back gotta whole lot of racks
Smoking on opp cause we gotta new pack
Them niggas be pussy they kap in they rap
Don't fuck with you niggas don't reach for no dap
Run up that money I ran up them racks
If I rap it I live it I'm speaking all facts
I step for my men put the gang on the map
If he reach for his dip then I'm blowing em back
Pop my shit get my bands up
Play it cool can't give my mans up (Okay!)
I'm high as fuck can't give no answer (Yeah!)
He called out smoke we gave em cancer (Ya!)
Back of the rolls gotta whole lotta bitches
I fuck her then leave don't care if she miss me
2 Tone glock with a clip it's extended
Quarterback with the pack yea I got good vision
Can't stay with no bitch she just want my attention
I called out a hit ain't got time for the dissing
I'm fighting these demons I'm rocking all christian
You could play if you want we send shots at your fitted
I'm in the back gotta whole lot of racks
Smoking on opp cause we gotta new pack
Them niggas be pussy they kap in they rap
Don't fuck with you niggas don't reach for no dap
Run up that money I ran up them racks
If I rap it I live it I'm speaking all facts
I step for my men put the gang on the map
If he reach for his dip then I'm blowing em back
Why the fuck is they talking these niggas be talking
And these niggas ain't stepping these niggas be hoes
When I sign me a deal I'm gone split with the bros
I'm drippin designer fit head to the toes
I look at the like before I fuck on a hoe
She got more than 300 I'm fucking fasho
Don't look at me wrong cause I'm clutching my pole
And don't run up on me cause on god ima blow
Smoking on opp cause we gotta new pack
Them niggas be pussy they kap in they rap
Don't fuck with you niggas don't reach for no dap
Run up that money I ran up them racks
If I rap it I live it I'm speaking all facts
I step for my men put the gang on the map
If he reach for his dip then I'm blowing em back
Why the fuck is they talking these niggas be talking
And these niggas ain't stepping these niggas be hoes
When I sign me a deal I'm gone split with the bros
I'm drippin designer fit head to the toes I look at the like before I fuck on a hoe
She got more than 300 I'm fucking fasho don't look at me wrong
Cause I'm clutching my pole
And don't run up on me cause on god ima blow
I'm in the back gotta whole lot of racks
Smoking on opp cause we gotta new pack
Them niggas be pussy they kap in they rap
Don't fuck with you niggas don't reach for no dap
Run up that money I ran up them racks
If I rap it I live it I'm speaking all facts
I step for my men put the gang on the map
If he reach for his dip then I'm blowing em back
Pop my shit get my bands up
Play it cool can't give my mans up (Okay!)
I'm high as fuck can't give no answer (Yeah!)
He called out smoke we gave em cancer (Ya!)
Back of the rolls gotta whole lotta bitches
I fuck her then leave don't care if she miss me
2 Tone glock with a clip it's extended
Quarterback with the pack yea I got good vision
Can't stay with no bitch she just want my attention
I called out a hit ain't got time for the dissing
I'm fighting these demons I'm rocking all christian
You could play if you want we send shots at your fitted
I'm in the back gotta whole lot of racks
Smoking on opp cause we gotta new pack
Them niggas be pussy they kap in they rap
Don't fuck with you niggas don't reach for no dap
Run up that money I ran up them racks
If I rap it I live it I'm speaking all facts
I step for my men put the gang on the map
If he reach for his dip then I'm blowing em back
Why the fuck is they talking these niggas be talking
And these niggas ain't stepping these niggas be hoes
When I sign me a deal I'm gone split with the bros
I'm drippin designer fit head to the toes
I look at the like before I fuck on a hoe
She got more than 300 I'm fucking fasho
Don't look at me wrong cause I'm clutching my pole
And don't run up on me cause on god ima blow
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Writer(s): Deon Hawkins
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