Pop It
Gotta keep a gun on me when I move Ian trynna get killed
She showed me that she fuccin wit me Ian got no choice but to keep shit real
I love all my brothers I treat em' like brothers for any one of them I will kill
Back to back back to back back to back back to back foreigns
I just came in with a whole new mindset none of these niggas can't bother me
She don't even trip on these hoes or none of these vibes she know that's a part of it
We got a spot that do numbers you come to the door and we ain't trynna bargain
I'm locked in trynna get it right now I don't wanna be bothered
Please don't bother me if it ain't bout no money
Please don't bother me if it ain't about no cash
Talk to God when everything going good talk to God when everything going bad
You were prolly busy looking for a nigga I had hopped inside my motherfucking bag
First one to go and get sum motherfucking money remember I was down to my last
Ouuu Ouuuu lets go
Top of the top it ain't nun on my mind but a motherfucking profit
They know I got heat and I'm holding on to it they want me to drop it
Woke up Ian got nun else to do but pop it
Bout to give this bitch the key to my heart I told her she better go lock it
I told all my plays i'm the plug they can't cut me off cuz i'm also the socket
She goin' to crazy I pulled her hair back and I made her stop it
Ion even talk no more I just wake up and pop it
Yea namsayinn hold on Aye
Can't let no hard times make me
I can't let a nigga snake me
Remember hard times really did make me
Now its four pockets full like baby
Came a long way they still hating
We got blood in these pavements
She just took my soul got damn she ate me
I like soul food love my grandmama bake beans
Pop my shit make these niggas ass hate me
She say ima dog Ian never had rabies
Got it on my own ain't no nigga made me
Can't die with dis shit Ian never had a savings
You had a cape and you couldn't even save me
Learned how to wait had to work on my patience ughh
Yea Ouuu Ouuuu
Yea namsayinnn Ouuu Ouuuu POP IT
Ouuuu POP IT Ouuuu POP IT POP IT
Gotta keep a gun on me when I move Ian trynna get killed
She showed me that she fuccin' with me Ian got no choice but to keep shit real
I love all my brothers I treat em' like brothers for any one of them I will kill
Back to back back to back back to back back to back foreigns
I just came in with a whole new mindset none of these niggas can't bother me
She don't even trip on these hoes or none of these vibes she know that's a part of it
We got a spot that do numbers you come to the door and we ain't trynna bargain
I'm locked in trynna get it right now I don't wanna be bothered
Please don't bother me if it ain't bout no money
Please don't bother me if it ain't bout no cash
Talk to God when everything going good talk to God when everything going bad
You were prolly busy looking for a nigga I had hopped inside my motherfucking bag
First one to go and get sum motherfucking money remember I was down to my last
Ouuu Ouuuu lets go
Top of the top it ain't nun on my mind but a motherfucking profit
They know I got heat and I'm holding on to it they want me to drop it
Woke up Ian got nun else to do but pop it
Bout to give this bitch the key to my heart I told her she better go lock it
I told all my plays i'm the plug they can't cut me off cuz i'm also the socket
She was going to crazy I pulled her hair back and I made her stop it
Ion even talk no more I just wake up and pop it
She showed me that she fuccin wit me Ian got no choice but to keep shit real
I love all my brothers I treat em' like brothers for any one of them I will kill
Back to back back to back back to back back to back foreigns
I just came in with a whole new mindset none of these niggas can't bother me
She don't even trip on these hoes or none of these vibes she know that's a part of it
We got a spot that do numbers you come to the door and we ain't trynna bargain
I'm locked in trynna get it right now I don't wanna be bothered
Please don't bother me if it ain't bout no money
Please don't bother me if it ain't about no cash
Talk to God when everything going good talk to God when everything going bad
You were prolly busy looking for a nigga I had hopped inside my motherfucking bag
First one to go and get sum motherfucking money remember I was down to my last
Ouuu Ouuuu lets go
Top of the top it ain't nun on my mind but a motherfucking profit
They know I got heat and I'm holding on to it they want me to drop it
Woke up Ian got nun else to do but pop it
Bout to give this bitch the key to my heart I told her she better go lock it
I told all my plays i'm the plug they can't cut me off cuz i'm also the socket
She goin' to crazy I pulled her hair back and I made her stop it
Ion even talk no more I just wake up and pop it
Yea namsayinn hold on Aye
Can't let no hard times make me
I can't let a nigga snake me
Remember hard times really did make me
Now its four pockets full like baby
Came a long way they still hating
We got blood in these pavements
She just took my soul got damn she ate me
I like soul food love my grandmama bake beans
Pop my shit make these niggas ass hate me
She say ima dog Ian never had rabies
Got it on my own ain't no nigga made me
Can't die with dis shit Ian never had a savings
You had a cape and you couldn't even save me
Learned how to wait had to work on my patience ughh
Yea Ouuu Ouuuu
Yea namsayinnn Ouuu Ouuuu POP IT
Ouuuu POP IT Ouuuu POP IT POP IT
Gotta keep a gun on me when I move Ian trynna get killed
She showed me that she fuccin' with me Ian got no choice but to keep shit real
I love all my brothers I treat em' like brothers for any one of them I will kill
Back to back back to back back to back back to back foreigns
I just came in with a whole new mindset none of these niggas can't bother me
She don't even trip on these hoes or none of these vibes she know that's a part of it
We got a spot that do numbers you come to the door and we ain't trynna bargain
I'm locked in trynna get it right now I don't wanna be bothered
Please don't bother me if it ain't bout no money
Please don't bother me if it ain't bout no cash
Talk to God when everything going good talk to God when everything going bad
You were prolly busy looking for a nigga I had hopped inside my motherfucking bag
First one to go and get sum motherfucking money remember I was down to my last
Ouuu Ouuuu lets go
Top of the top it ain't nun on my mind but a motherfucking profit
They know I got heat and I'm holding on to it they want me to drop it
Woke up Ian got nun else to do but pop it
Bout to give this bitch the key to my heart I told her she better go lock it
I told all my plays i'm the plug they can't cut me off cuz i'm also the socket
She was going to crazy I pulled her hair back and I made her stop it
Ion even talk no more I just wake up and pop it
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Writer(s): Zion Hyder
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