Pop My Shit

Nah my mind ain't on no bitches I been busy chasing paper
Not that nigga with no cape on not that nigga that's gone save you
Don't respect no nigga that pick up a bitch over the paper
Don't respect no nigga that chew perks but don't take care of his baby
Ima pick my bitch before I pick a nigga no discussion
I was down broke on my dick and ain't no nigga gave me nothing
I was dead broke on my nuts I taught myself about the hustle
Yeah I'm SK stand for sad kid but don't try me like no dummy
Poppin perkies like a Advil yeah cause baby ima junkie
I was broke but that was last year had to go and get me some money
My ex bitch left like it was nothing that shit hurt me to my stomach
Now that bitch wanna say she love me I say bitch don't make me vomit

Aye money over bitches yeah forsho extension chords on all my Glocks yeah I need mo
Aye that bitch want me to cuff I ain't cuffin on no hoe
And he want smoke we bring the smoke right to his door
Aye watch how I pop my shit watch how I pop my shit
That lil bitch she mad at me I told that lil bitch she ain't it
That lil bitch mad cause I'm lit told that bitch get off my dick
Aye watch how I pop my shit aye watch how I talk my shit

I say bitch don't get get me started I go CDC retarded
She wanna bbl her body she want e'm 1200 cc's larger
I got her so thick look like a barbie all in my business you out of pocket
Slob on me just like a toddler post on the gram you is not no model
Aye bitch you ain't shit without that ass shot talk fuck and gossip
You remind me of my last thot aye aye sense 2016 music shit in a head lock
Wock go crazy mo wock on me then a Chinese restaurant aye
I say bitch get out my business if we make a flick then we'll be trending
You say ima hoe say I'm to friendly can't cuff you that's bad for business
She wanna put me all in her mentions I say bitch get out your feelings
She wanna know what bitch I'm feeling relationship status still pending
Aye she say she love me but I'm toxic I got a stick on me no hockey
Aye it got a dick on it no condom put a red dot on him no target
Everybody eat ain't no more starving bitch I'm not a rapper
Lil bitch I'm a artist say don't cheat on me you promised know ima do that shit regardless hoe

Aye money over bitches yeah forsho extension chords on all my Glocks yeah I need mo
Aye that bitch want me to cuff I ain't cuffin' on no hoe
And he want smoke we bring the smoke right to his door
Aye watch how i pop my shit watch how I pop my shit
That lil bitch she mad at me i told that lil bitch she ain't it
That lil bitch mad cause I'm lit told that bitch get off my dick
Aye watch how I pop my shit aye watch how I talk my shit



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Writer(s): Britt Hawk
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