I Can Pop My Shit (feat. AlexZander)
AlexZander
I done stayed down homie
Ten toes on the ground homie
I ain't playin round on it
Lame niggaz ain't allowed homie
Yea, I'm really on the grind on it
And I really got my mind on it
Got my eyes on the prize homie
Lame niggaz ain't allowed homie
That's why I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit, yea
That's why I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
Ima pop my shit whoa
You can pop yo shit no
If it ain't bout money, yea
You can stop yo shit, aye
I got a lot on my mind, huh
And a lot to go get,yea
Ima watch my grind, uh
You can watch yo bitch
Boy that goofy shit ain't worth a damn thang better get up on it
This a mission only
For the realist homies
In this damn Game
It's a damn shame
Try to stop the motion
You can't stop devotion
This another token
I can't be more open with myself
Boy I want this this shit til death,yea
You will not leave my shit on the shelf (I swear)
Keep it goin til ain't nothin left
I done stayed down homie
Ten toes on the ground homie
I ain't playin round on it
Lame niggaz ain't allowed homie
Yea, I'm really on the grind on it
And I really got my mind on it
Got my eyes on the prize homie
Lame niggaz ain't allowed homie
That's why I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit, yea
That's why I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit, whoa
You can pop yo shit no
Cause ya ain't that fly,eye
And ya aint that lit
Say you working wit some gas homie
That lie won't pass homie
Those are not facts homie
You so big homie,aye
Said you got all the exotic
You probably ain't even gettin a prophet
We don't even smell it boy that's not it
Put that shit back in yo pocket
All that flexing nigga stop it,yea
Ima show you what I'm made of
Sick and tired of doin favors
Ima give you what you pay for
I'm the only person I can slave for
I done stayed down homie
Ten toes on the ground homie
I ain't playin round on it
Lame niggaz ain't allowed homie
Yea, I'm really on the grind on it
And I really got my mind on it
Got my eyes on the prize homie
Lame niggaz ain't allowed homie
That's why I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit, yea
That's why I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I done stayed down homie
Ten toes on the ground homie
I ain't playin round on it
Lame niggaz ain't allowed homie
Yea, I'm really on the grind on it
And I really got my mind on it
Got my eyes on the prize homie
Lame niggaz ain't allowed homie
That's why I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit, yea
That's why I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
Ima pop my shit whoa
You can pop yo shit no
If it ain't bout money, yea
You can stop yo shit, aye
I got a lot on my mind, huh
And a lot to go get,yea
Ima watch my grind, uh
You can watch yo bitch
Boy that goofy shit ain't worth a damn thang better get up on it
This a mission only
For the realist homies
In this damn Game
It's a damn shame
Try to stop the motion
You can't stop devotion
This another token
I can't be more open with myself
Boy I want this this shit til death,yea
You will not leave my shit on the shelf (I swear)
Keep it goin til ain't nothin left
I done stayed down homie
Ten toes on the ground homie
I ain't playin round on it
Lame niggaz ain't allowed homie
Yea, I'm really on the grind on it
And I really got my mind on it
Got my eyes on the prize homie
Lame niggaz ain't allowed homie
That's why I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit, yea
That's why I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit, whoa
You can pop yo shit no
Cause ya ain't that fly,eye
And ya aint that lit
Say you working wit some gas homie
That lie won't pass homie
Those are not facts homie
You so big homie,aye
Said you got all the exotic
You probably ain't even gettin a prophet
We don't even smell it boy that's not it
Put that shit back in yo pocket
All that flexing nigga stop it,yea
Ima show you what I'm made of
Sick and tired of doin favors
Ima give you what you pay for
I'm the only person I can slave for
I done stayed down homie
Ten toes on the ground homie
I ain't playin round on it
Lame niggaz ain't allowed homie
Yea, I'm really on the grind on it
And I really got my mind on it
Got my eyes on the prize homie
Lame niggaz ain't allowed homie
That's why I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit, yea
That's why I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
I can pop my shit
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Writer(s): Cedric Beavers
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