pop out!
Uh, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Alright, yeah
Yeah, he just be talkin online
He don't come when I tell him to pop out
Who is you foolin? What is you doin?
Talk on my gang, better watch out
I don't be playin with none of these bitches
I tell 'em to give me some top now
Remember them days when the bitches ain't want me
But I'm on the tippity top now
He just be talkin online
He don't come when I tell him to pop out
Who is you foolin, and what is you doin?
Talk on my gang, better watch out
I don't be playin with none of these bitches
I tell 'em to give me some top now
Remember them days when the bitches ain't want me
But I'm on the tippity top now
Yeah, I had a bitch on my phone gettin' chatty
But she ain't got nothing to talk 'bout
All of these hoes be too fishy
I pull up, she look way too different I walk out
I wouldn't be playin' with me I be loaded
I stay droppin' nukes like Fallout
Pull up on your block like a GTA mission
A car in the back givin' callouts
Fuck goin' in I go all out
I'm pullin up with a sawed off shotgun
You ain't got no-one to call now
I hit the mall with a stack
I ain't leaving 'til all the designer get bought out
All of these bitches can stay for a night
When I wake up I tell 'em to "Get out"
Really I feel like the shit now
Yeah, I take a trip out to Finland
I'm finna hang with the Finnish
I had a little hiatus from rappin'
And some of y'all thought I was finished
But really I'm only beginning
Put too much dick in the lil' bitch mouth
And the bitch said "I need a dentist"
So I told that lil' bitch forget it
Most of you kids some lames
Skrrt off the lot in the coupe, lil' foreign
Now you ain't got nothin' to say
I'm on the scene with a drake
And the bitch got jammed, so I pulled out the K
Yeah, this bitch say she a eater
I fucked around got me some face
I take a Perc get high all day
I took a Xan and a nap
Bro did a couple of weeks off of cap
How you gon' talk on my name?
When I was the one who done had your back
I had a book and release last week, or shit last year
How the time goes fast
Fuck a PO but shit, I'm on probation
My lawyer be trippin' like "Where is he at?"
(Like, "Where is he at?")
(Like, "Where is he at?")
(Where is he at?)
(Yuh, alright)
He just be talkin online
He don't come when I tell him to pop out
Who is you foolin? What is you doin?
Talk on my gang, better watch out
I don't be playin with none of these bitches
I tell 'em to give me some top now
Remember them days when the bitches ain't want me
But I'm on the tippity top now
(On god)
(Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Alright, yeah
Yeah, he just be talkin online
He don't come when I tell him to pop out
Who is you foolin? What is you doin?
Talk on my gang, better watch out
I don't be playin with none of these bitches
I tell 'em to give me some top now
Remember them days when the bitches ain't want me
But I'm on the tippity top now
He just be talkin online
He don't come when I tell him to pop out
Who is you foolin, and what is you doin?
Talk on my gang, better watch out
I don't be playin with none of these bitches
I tell 'em to give me some top now
Remember them days when the bitches ain't want me
But I'm on the tippity top now
Yeah, I had a bitch on my phone gettin' chatty
But she ain't got nothing to talk 'bout
All of these hoes be too fishy
I pull up, she look way too different I walk out
I wouldn't be playin' with me I be loaded
I stay droppin' nukes like Fallout
Pull up on your block like a GTA mission
A car in the back givin' callouts
Fuck goin' in I go all out
I'm pullin up with a sawed off shotgun
You ain't got no-one to call now
I hit the mall with a stack
I ain't leaving 'til all the designer get bought out
All of these bitches can stay for a night
When I wake up I tell 'em to "Get out"
Really I feel like the shit now
Yeah, I take a trip out to Finland
I'm finna hang with the Finnish
I had a little hiatus from rappin'
And some of y'all thought I was finished
But really I'm only beginning
Put too much dick in the lil' bitch mouth
And the bitch said "I need a dentist"
So I told that lil' bitch forget it
Most of you kids some lames
Skrrt off the lot in the coupe, lil' foreign
Now you ain't got nothin' to say
I'm on the scene with a drake
And the bitch got jammed, so I pulled out the K
Yeah, this bitch say she a eater
I fucked around got me some face
I take a Perc get high all day
I took a Xan and a nap
Bro did a couple of weeks off of cap
How you gon' talk on my name?
When I was the one who done had your back
I had a book and release last week, or shit last year
How the time goes fast
Fuck a PO but shit, I'm on probation
My lawyer be trippin' like "Where is he at?"
(Like, "Where is he at?")
(Like, "Where is he at?")
(Where is he at?)
(Yuh, alright)
He just be talkin online
He don't come when I tell him to pop out
Who is you foolin? What is you doin?
Talk on my gang, better watch out
I don't be playin with none of these bitches
I tell 'em to give me some top now
Remember them days when the bitches ain't want me
But I'm on the tippity top now
(On god)
(Yeah)
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Writer(s): Tucker Stephen Vogel
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