Pop My Shit

Sneak diss its gone only end one way
Slide the door chase em down on the one way
Pussy we ain't finna talk bitch its gun play
Wack em Tuesday the viewing on Sunday
Put the heat to a nigga he sweating
Give it up for you lay by the reverend
I added a switch to my weapon
I can empty the whole clip in seconds
They gone kill for me that ain't no question
They not giving no pass or no blessings
Hawk em down why you stop why you resting
Said he street but that nigga be telling
I don't smoke but I'm smoking yo homie
Make you famous want clout run up on me
It look like it ain't but its on me
So don't think this a game I ain't Sony

Let me pop my shit
Let me pop my shit
Let me pop my shit
Let me pop my shit
Let me pop my shit
Let me pop my shit
Let me pop my shit
Let me pop my shit

I just walked out of Barneys with new drip
Put the bags in the trunk this a new whip
He ain't got enough shots load a new clip
Caught em tryna reload he a new zip
Yo bitch like to fuck off the liquor
She think my shit big it get bigger
I be all in her guts in her liver
Cut her off then I dm the sister
All gas no brakes we ain't stop
All Glocks and Dracs we ain't boxing
We kick door gang we aint knocking
These niggas be jealous they plotting
Hit lick then I'm calling up drama
Check my kicks these hoes cost me a comma
Up that K let it sing like a opera
Bring my FN to party's like vodka
Im so fresh and I keep me a bankroll
I be dripping I need me a rain coat
She ask me what I want for my birthday
And I told her go by me a Draco
Want a feature make sure you you got funds
Im not doing this rap shit for fun
I drop heartless and bought me a drum
Nigga reach for my chain then he done

Let me pop my shit
Let me pop my shit
Let me pop my shit
Let me pop my shit
Let me pop my shit
Let me pop my shit
Let me pop my shit
Let me pop my shit



Credits
Writer(s): Edward Williams Jr
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