Pop My Shit

I'm tryna pop my shit, I'm tryna pop my shit (Yea)
I'm tryna pop my shit, I'm tryna pop my shit (Yea)
I'm tryna pop my shit, I'm tryna pop my shit (Yea)
I'm tryna pop my shit, I'm tryna pop my shit
Aye yea walk in here get lit, walk in here get lit
Uh yea, walk in here get lit, walk in here get lit
Uh yea, we might fuck yo' bitch, we might fuck yo' bitch
Uh yea, take that shit get hit (Buh, Buh) woah

Uh Uh, walk in this bitch get lit, walk in this bitch get lit
Uh Uh, I'm in this bitch wit' my stick, I'm in this shit wit' my blick
Uh Uh, pussy ass boy get lit, pussy ass boy get lit
I'm in this bitch wit like all of these bitches, they all over me and they won't lemme breath
I'm in her throat for like 24/7, she suck on my dick and she can't even breath
But that lil' bitch gon' follow my lead
If he problem that boy finna bleed
Pull out some shit that you wouldn't believe
We wipin' his nose like that boy gotta sneeze

This shit out my bag what I'm smokin' ain't cheap
Ain't takin' no test me and bro feelin' geeked
I pop pop perky a P
Codeine in my piss while I'm takin' a pee
Ian' smokin' no zaps bitch I smoke out the P
I got Chrome Heart accessories, heart on my sleeve
I'ma sip onna' two when a nigga can't sleep
I'ma smoke me a blunt when a nigga can't think
I'ma smoke me some Za when I don't wanna blink
I'ma run this shit faster than you could blink (Yea)

I might fuck this bitch right in my Cartis (Uh uh, woah)
We can fall in love if you like Carti (Uh uh, woah)
She a Mexican and she built just like Cardi
No can't steal my drip, can't my wave no no I ain't Lil Boat
Lil ass nigga you a broke ass nigga, ain't got no hustle leavin' racks onna' flo'
What I spend you can't spend, I put a whole mortgage on a goddamn coat
What I do you can't do, I walk in Johnny Deng and I'm comin' out froze

What I see you can't see, these Cartier frames got my eyes low
I'm pushin' a pack I ain't scrappin' the bowl
Tell me some shit I ain't already know
Heat that boy up but outside it was cold
Me and Lowlife done got back onna' road

Me and Skinny we just fuckin' yall hoes
I hit it quit it then I pass to the bros
Lil' nigga tryna copy my flow
Just get a feature I got it for the low (Lil' ass nigga)
Uh, and that's just a lil' fifteen thou'
Got a Off-White shirt wit' a Louie belt, these hoes just love my style

If I had what you had in my pocket wouldn't be too loud
Oh that's yo' bitch no yo bitch lil' bro I'm finna fuck right now.

I'm tryna pop my shit, I'm tryna pop my shit (Yea)
I'm tryna pop my shit, I'm tryna pop my shit (Yea)
I'm tryna pop my shit, I'm tryna pop my shit (Yea)
I'm tryna pop my shit, I'm tryna pop my shit
Aye yea walk in here get lit, walk in here get lit
Uh yea, walk in here get lit, walk in here get lit
Uh yea, we might fuck yo' bitch, we might fuck yo' bitch
Uh yea, take that shit get hit (Buh, Buh) woah

I'm tryna pop my shit, I'm tryna pop my shit (Yea)
I'm tryna pop my shit, I'm tryna pop my shit (Yea)
I'm tryna pop my shit, I'm tryna pop my shit (Yea)
I'm tryna pop my shit, I'm tryna pop my shit



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Writer(s): Aaron Graves
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