Pop My Shit

Don't tell me that's it's love I should feel that shit
Where I'm from the good die young so I keep me a blick
And I ain't really into shaking hands don't take my pic
Since they heard me on the radio they play my shit
I still make love to a bitch
I still make time for my kids
Hold on let me pop my shit
I just spent 2k on kicks
Yea I put niggas in position knowing damn well I ain't have shit
Fucked a couple Insta hoes won't say no names cuz I'm lit yea

All that he say she say spin yo block just like a DJ
I don't want to talk about loyalty
All I asked for was your honesty
So check shit before it get to me
And I'll get back when it get to me
And I don't trust highs so I'm always low
I been balling hard like a pick and roll
Quick to pass a bitch like a give and go
And I ain't fucked up I thought you should know
Still would get it poppin it like Crisco
Just know if you talk less you can get more
Note to self don't crash out
Bet yo bitch love when I pop out
Ima rock out with my glock out
And we don't drive by we hop out
Ready or not
Here I come
You can hide
But you can't run
Long as I find you
Remember they was yelling poor Kim now you brush it off cuz you showed them

So don't tell me that's it's love I should feel that shit
Where I'm from the good die young so I keep me a blick
And I ain't really into shaking hands don't take my pic
Since they heard me on the radio they play my shit
I still make love to a bitch
I still make time for my kids
Hold on let me pop my shit
I just spent 2k on kicks
Yea I put niggas in position knowing damn well I ain't have shit
Fucked a couple Insta hoes won't say no names cuz I'm lit yea



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Writer(s): Cortez Smith
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