Jayy - Baby Goat

Pop My Sh!t!

I gotta pop my shit
Money make a nigga moonwalk like rick
I gotta bitch she all on my dick
Everytime Im home
Im taking flicks
She said she like my drip
See the lean she take a sip
Freaky as fuck and kissing on the lips
Damn damn damn

Damn da-da damn
I gotta pop my shit like damn
like damn, like damn, like damn, like damn
I fuck yo bitch and im tugging her hair
She wanna play but we is not there
Smoking on runts and blow them in the air
Got so much money living in Bel-Air
Im out in public all the girls stare
I walk around gold all in my hair

Drip on got a Vlone jacket
White forces and Balencis
Niggas play but cant feel me
Like a fish trynna reel me
Cold ice trynna bill me
Niggas really wanna kill me
Fake niggas wanna drill me
Im finna rage like Filthy

I tried fent
Im off the drugs like pop out
Wild out we gon party til the cops out
Knockout riding round town with the glocks now
Cant tell the time A.P on my clock now
Drop now everybody wanna say to me
She want my drip and she want my dick
She want a taste of me
And if we run we call the lawyer
Thats a closed case to me
And Im not a bitch ass lil nigga
Don't play with me

Damn
I gotta pop my shit like damn
like damn, like damn, like damn, like damn
Damn da-da damn
I gotta pop my shit like damn
like damn, like damn, like damn, like damn

I-I-I-I tried fent
Im off the drugs like pop out
Wild out we gon party til the cops out
Knockout riding round town with the glocks now
Cant tell the time A.P on my clock now
Drop now everybody wanna say to me
She want my drip and she want my dick
She want a taste of me
And if we run we call the lawyer
Thats a closed case to me
And Im not a bitch ass lil nigga
Don't play with me

Damn I gotta pop my shit like damn
Shoutout to Jayy that young nigga him
Ride with nine chops and hella bands
Im picking up your girl and all of her friends
That nigga keep playing we copping his mans
She sucking my dick and she aint using no hands'
If I get mad and call my friend
Then take a trip all the way to Japan

Damn
I gotta pop my shit like damn
like damn, like damn, like damn, like damn
I fuck yo bitch and im tugging her hair
She wanna play but we is not there
Smoking on runts and blow them in the air
Got so much money living in Bel-Air
Im out in public all the girls stare
I walk around gold all in my hair

I-I-I-I tried fent
Im off the drugs like pop out
Wild out we gon party til the cops out
Knockout riding round town with the glocks now
Cant tell the time A.P on my clock now
Drop now everybody wanna say to me
She want my drip and she want my dick
She want a taste of me
And if we run we call the lawyer
Thats a closed case to me
And Im not a bitch ass lil nigga
Don't play with me

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Writer(s): Jamari Whitlow
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