POP OFF
Pop Off
Shawty in my room take her top off
Fuck the real shit wearing knock offs
Bars looking hot call it hot sauce
Get our point across cause we
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WOO! HEY!
Here to there man and I'm blowing out the cake
I'm leaving my town man I'm Audi R8
Got down, getting some practice
Not talking about march, we feeling madness
Motherfuckers stealing coats swearing they jacked it
Youtuber reacted, I'm just a magnet
Call UPS I deliver that package
Thick persona and she speak that Spanish
Getting too loud and they slamming that mallet
Got some insurance? Fatty causing damage
Calling to climbing, inspector gadget
Take a peek, hear a whistle, I'm about to vanish
Here right back again
Take my shit together and apprehend
Got the yes men and they'll pretend
Get my shows up and they'll attend
Local artists being light, I'll contend
Talk about flying, fuck, I'll transcend
Funny they gonna hear me yelling on stage saying
Pop Off
Shawty in my room take her top off
Fuck the real shit wearing knock offs
Bars looking hot call it hot sauce
Get our point across cause
Dave said it best man that's the thing
Cause everybody really wanna act the same
The rap lame, crap tracks get attacked the same
That's why I've been in this motherfucker practicing
Hold up
Really gonna make up all the money that I lost
Full exhaust, curves crossed, fuel to the fire
Throw it to y'all, Molotov
Being unpredictable, just looking at my principle
I'm being mixable, lyrical
But I'm visible to seeing if it's even fictional
Looking kind of critical, admissible
Hearing all the syllables, just invisible
I'm tired of it
Not being difficult, rap stereotypical
Can't be myself unless I go do something
Imma have to admit, has to be so unpredictable
Flowing in my lifestyle, not even hostile
Start with my profile, just make it worth while
Slide in my DM's got my digits even you can dial
Ain't playing "Idle" you're in denial!
Pop Off
Shawty in my room take her top off
Fuck the real shit wearing knock offs
Bars looking hot call it hot sauce
Get our point across cause we
Pop Off
Shawty in my room take her top off
Fuck the real shit wearing knock offs
Bars looking hot call it hot sauce
Get our point across yeah
Shawty in my room take her top off
Fuck the real shit wearing knock offs
Bars looking hot call it hot sauce
Get our point across cause we
Pop Off
WOO! HEY!
Here to there man and I'm blowing out the cake
I'm leaving my town man I'm Audi R8
Got down, getting some practice
Not talking about march, we feeling madness
Motherfuckers stealing coats swearing they jacked it
Youtuber reacted, I'm just a magnet
Call UPS I deliver that package
Thick persona and she speak that Spanish
Getting too loud and they slamming that mallet
Got some insurance? Fatty causing damage
Calling to climbing, inspector gadget
Take a peek, hear a whistle, I'm about to vanish
Here right back again
Take my shit together and apprehend
Got the yes men and they'll pretend
Get my shows up and they'll attend
Local artists being light, I'll contend
Talk about flying, fuck, I'll transcend
Funny they gonna hear me yelling on stage saying
Pop Off
Shawty in my room take her top off
Fuck the real shit wearing knock offs
Bars looking hot call it hot sauce
Get our point across cause
Dave said it best man that's the thing
Cause everybody really wanna act the same
The rap lame, crap tracks get attacked the same
That's why I've been in this motherfucker practicing
Hold up
Really gonna make up all the money that I lost
Full exhaust, curves crossed, fuel to the fire
Throw it to y'all, Molotov
Being unpredictable, just looking at my principle
I'm being mixable, lyrical
But I'm visible to seeing if it's even fictional
Looking kind of critical, admissible
Hearing all the syllables, just invisible
I'm tired of it
Not being difficult, rap stereotypical
Can't be myself unless I go do something
Imma have to admit, has to be so unpredictable
Flowing in my lifestyle, not even hostile
Start with my profile, just make it worth while
Slide in my DM's got my digits even you can dial
Ain't playing "Idle" you're in denial!
Pop Off
Shawty in my room take her top off
Fuck the real shit wearing knock offs
Bars looking hot call it hot sauce
Get our point across cause we
Pop Off
Shawty in my room take her top off
Fuck the real shit wearing knock offs
Bars looking hot call it hot sauce
Get our point across yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Gage Toy
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