Pop Out
(What the fuck?)
(K on the track)
Pop out, now they wanna talk
I doubt that they gonna walk
Right now, I'm taking your spot
Cute lil bitch, she shaking it off
Like that, but this ain't a game
On the daily I'm tryna get paid
Hella money there's money to make
But I want the cash and I want it today
Wake up and I'm on my grind
Fake ones they ain't worth my time
Take one and I'm out my mind
(Who's that on my line)
Fuck it up and I'm done
Catch me and us up the front
That's 3 n up in this blunt
We see what's up just for fun
New bitches, they don't know better
I count up my cheddar
Hit it once and I'm gon' forget her
Should've wrote a letter
My bitch hot like a pepper (Hah)
Oh yeah I said it, and I meant it
No one's better, owe me money
You a debtor
Owe me money, you know that
Ex shawtys, they running back
Want my money, got my cash
But I ain't ever been in the trap
Henny mixed with the loud
I walk down on 'em now
You don't know nothing bout
So please shut your mouth
Pop out, now they wanna talk
I doubt that they gonna walk
Right now, I'm taking your spot
Cute lil bitch, she shaking it off
Like that, but this ain't a game
On the daily I'm tryna get paid
Hella money there's money to make
But I want the cash and I want it today
Wake up and I'm on my grind
Fake ones they ain't worth my time
Take one and I'm out my mind
(Who's that on my line)
Fuck it up and I'm done
Catch me and us up the front
That's 3 n up in this blunt
We see what's up just for fun
(K on the track)
Pop out, now they wanna talk
I doubt that they gonna walk
Right now, I'm taking your spot
Cute lil bitch, she shaking it off
Like that, but this ain't a game
On the daily I'm tryna get paid
Hella money there's money to make
But I want the cash and I want it today
Wake up and I'm on my grind
Fake ones they ain't worth my time
Take one and I'm out my mind
(Who's that on my line)
Fuck it up and I'm done
Catch me and us up the front
That's 3 n up in this blunt
We see what's up just for fun
New bitches, they don't know better
I count up my cheddar
Hit it once and I'm gon' forget her
Should've wrote a letter
My bitch hot like a pepper (Hah)
Oh yeah I said it, and I meant it
No one's better, owe me money
You a debtor
Owe me money, you know that
Ex shawtys, they running back
Want my money, got my cash
But I ain't ever been in the trap
Henny mixed with the loud
I walk down on 'em now
You don't know nothing bout
So please shut your mouth
Pop out, now they wanna talk
I doubt that they gonna walk
Right now, I'm taking your spot
Cute lil bitch, she shaking it off
Like that, but this ain't a game
On the daily I'm tryna get paid
Hella money there's money to make
But I want the cash and I want it today
Wake up and I'm on my grind
Fake ones they ain't worth my time
Take one and I'm out my mind
(Who's that on my line)
Fuck it up and I'm done
Catch me and us up the front
That's 3 n up in this blunt
We see what's up just for fun
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