Pop Out

Pop out, pop out, pop out
Oh, ayy

Pop out, big stick, two phones, two-tone
Automatic, fall out, you a savage, yeah, nah
Headshot, big bag, long checks, no vest
Rolex, Cubans, all in, who wins?

Pop out, big stick, two phones, two-tone
Automatic, fall out, you a savage, yeah, nah
Headshot, big bag, long checks, no vest
Rolex, Cubans, all in, who wins?

Yeah, smokin' on medical, pineapple, Cali', that's all, yeah (oh-yeah, oh-yeah)
Ain't with the basics, I got all the favorites, it's all there, ayy
We doin' better, it's the realists that's in it, play with the money, not feelings
Peep out the window, it's tinted

I'm comin' straight from the gutter, your man's is a runner
If I'm hoppin' out, do not stutter, my patience thin as your lines, you get no reply
Lil' boy, are you ready to ride? Got the location, we span there a few
Money on head, but I'm lookin' for you
Walk kinda stiff from the broom, mask on like Doom, uh

Back to the past for your tomb, hunnid, a hunnid, a hunnid, a hunnid man
I do not fuck with the middleman, tell that lil' puss' I don't give a damn
Gave you the drop, you ain't answerin', spin out the foreign, got Glocky on wrist
If you outside, then you catchin' this tip, hide up your barbie, you know what it is
She for the gang and you know what it is

Pop out, big stick, two phones, two-tone
Automatic, fall out, you a savage, yeah, nah
Headshot, big bag, long checks, no vest
Rolex, Cubans, all in, who wins?

Pop out, big stick, two phones, two-tone
Automatic, fall out, you a savage, yeah, nah
Headshot, big bag, long checks, no vest
Rolex, Cubans, all in, who wins?

P-p-put in for Shotty, don't play, what he say
Aim for the moon and the stars, what a plan
Tell you a lil' story 'bout shawty and 'nem
Come for the guys and you catchin' the lead

Glock .44, ho got one in the head
Tell you a story 'bout shawty and 'nem
Ain't what it is, have him talk on the stay
Aim for the opps, they'll be gone in the end



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Writer(s): Youngn Lipz
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