Bop Em' & Socc Em'

Okay, she write 'em, straight up in murder, I popped 'em
It came with a toe tag, like Fortnite we knocked 'em
Just like a robot, I bop 'em and sock em'
I can't stop at red lights, no, that ain't an option
Okay, she write 'em, straight up in murder, I popped 'em
It came with a toe tag, like Fortnite we knocked 'em
Just like a robot, I bop 'em and sock em'
I can't stop at red lights, no, that ain't an option, like

Talking, I get so sick of the talking
I need a bag, with some Louis V options
I need a Draco with 30, and stock in, and my ice so clean that I don't need the flossin'
Like, up in the kitchen we whippin' concoctions, hot like Sriracha, like baby I'm saucin'
All of you haters may proceed, with caution
I got a blicky that's dirty and droppin'
Walking, I don't like the way that he walking
Rip through the jaw with a bullet, and drop 'em
I caught a body, now they tryna cop me
She give me brains, 'till she turn to a zombie
Walking, I don't like the way that he walking
Rip through the jaw with a bullet, and drop 'em
I caught a body, now they tryna cop me
She give me brains, 'till she turn to a zombie

Okay, she write 'em, straight up in murder, I popped 'em
It came with a toe tag, like Fortnite we knocked 'em
Just like a robot, I bop 'em and sock em'
I can't stop at red lights, no, that ain't an option
Okay, she write 'em, straight up in murder, I popped 'em
It came with a toe tag, like Fortnite we knocked 'em
Just like a robot, I bop 'em and sock em'
I can't stop at red lights, no, that ain't an option, like

First off, I'm gon' pop it like Travis Scott
I'm with your shawty, we hitting on moon rocks
Hid in my pocket, I use my words like weapons
So my lines bust out like a 12-gauge shotty
I cannot fuck with no paparazzi, I'm bombing these bitches like kamikaze
Yeah, like kamikaze, aye
I ain't no nice guy, I ain't a good guy
All of my brothers are straight from the hood, yeah
Act like you do something, homie, I wish that you would, aye
Let somebody try to tell me something, motherfuckers, can't sell me nothing
I keep that shit tucked under my belt, I pull out that Glock, shoot your belly button
Watch your gut bust, blood and organs hit the floor
Gun drum, thumpin' like a thunderstorm
I'm fucked up, smash your head in like it's war
Hammer smashed head, wave it like I'm Thor
Drip so hea-vy, that it's pourin'
Fuck a hook, bitch I'm pourin'
Fuck a bitch, until she snorin'
Hit the blunt, shit was gas, the way i floor it

Okay, she write 'em, straight up in murder, I popped 'em
It came with a toe tag, like Fortnite we knocked 'em
Just like a robot, I bop 'em and sock em'
I can't stop at red lights, no, that ain't an option
Okay, she write 'em, straight up in murder, I popped 'em
It came with a toe tag, like Fortnite we knocked 'em
Just like a robot, I bop 'em and sock em'
I can't stop at red lights, no, that ain't an option, like



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