Ms. Pop Shit
Don't need a nigga for shit
Don't need a nigga for shit
Ms. Pop shit
Send a nigga the fake lo
Don't need a hoe to knock on my door
I be out the way,I be with my bitches
When we pop out we gone put on a show
Ain't no talking it's time to get busy
Business men who still carry that glizzy
They don't play about me I'm a boss
Spin your block till they start feeling dizzy (they start feeling sick)
Ms. Pop Shit
Can't no hoe stop shit, I'm way too lit
Look how they watching
These lil' niggas plottin', but they still can't hit Get off my dick hoe
Born Star, I'm the shit
And y'all bitches be shit shows
Lil' hips, but I'm still gon' rock it
Bust a bitch bubble, call me Ms. Pop shit
One out of one, don't need a nigga for shit
Boy, I got options
Stay out my way I don't like bein' in the mix
Bitches be mad, I'm poppin'
Make money in my sleep, no clock-in
Me and money in sync, we locked in
Bitches be old news, they rotten (bitches is trash)
Bitches wanna be cropped in
Eatin' bitches up, I'm chompin
No linkin' with these niggas, no dropped pin
No numbers, no pics, no nothingg (ah ha)
No face, no case
Movin' funny, that get you replaced
Never full, not too much on my plate
Bitch, I'm me, and that's why bitches hate(that's why y'all mad)
Ms. Pop shit
Can't no hoe stop shit, I'm way too lit
Look how they watching
These lil' niggas plottin', but they still can't hit
Hit off my dick hoe
Born Star, I'm the shit
Y'all bitches be shit shows
Lil' hips, but I'm still gon' rock it
Bust a bitch bubble, call me Ms. Pop shit
Bitches ain't makin' no noise, they quiet
Ain't gotta see what I'm doin', just know that I do what I need to in private
Change up my flow like the climate
Niggas be hooked, they pirates
Bitches be scums, know that it's bros over hoes so fuck it, I'm biased
Bitches be clowns, not IT
Said that its is beef, but don't move shit
Said that its up when it's down in a ditch
Airheads gassed up, I pop shit
Been pop shit since two, yeah, I'm like that
Big dog, no muzzle, I'ma bite back
No beef, these bitches neurotic
Ms. Pop shit, and the T is for toxic
(Call me)
Ms. Pop shit
Can't no hoe stop shit I'm way too lit
Look how they watching (look)
These lil' niggas plottin', but they still can't hit
Get off my dick hoe
Born Star, I'm the shit (that bitch)
Y'all bitches be shit shows
Lil' hips, but I'm still gon' rock it
Bust a bitch bubble, call me Ms. Pop shit
Don't need a nigga for shit
Ms. Pop shit
Send a nigga the fake lo
Don't need a hoe to knock on my door
I be out the way,I be with my bitches
When we pop out we gone put on a show
Ain't no talking it's time to get busy
Business men who still carry that glizzy
They don't play about me I'm a boss
Spin your block till they start feeling dizzy (they start feeling sick)
Ms. Pop Shit
Can't no hoe stop shit, I'm way too lit
Look how they watching
These lil' niggas plottin', but they still can't hit Get off my dick hoe
Born Star, I'm the shit
And y'all bitches be shit shows
Lil' hips, but I'm still gon' rock it
Bust a bitch bubble, call me Ms. Pop shit
One out of one, don't need a nigga for shit
Boy, I got options
Stay out my way I don't like bein' in the mix
Bitches be mad, I'm poppin'
Make money in my sleep, no clock-in
Me and money in sync, we locked in
Bitches be old news, they rotten (bitches is trash)
Bitches wanna be cropped in
Eatin' bitches up, I'm chompin
No linkin' with these niggas, no dropped pin
No numbers, no pics, no nothingg (ah ha)
No face, no case
Movin' funny, that get you replaced
Never full, not too much on my plate
Bitch, I'm me, and that's why bitches hate(that's why y'all mad)
Ms. Pop shit
Can't no hoe stop shit, I'm way too lit
Look how they watching
These lil' niggas plottin', but they still can't hit
Hit off my dick hoe
Born Star, I'm the shit
Y'all bitches be shit shows
Lil' hips, but I'm still gon' rock it
Bust a bitch bubble, call me Ms. Pop shit
Bitches ain't makin' no noise, they quiet
Ain't gotta see what I'm doin', just know that I do what I need to in private
Change up my flow like the climate
Niggas be hooked, they pirates
Bitches be scums, know that it's bros over hoes so fuck it, I'm biased
Bitches be clowns, not IT
Said that its is beef, but don't move shit
Said that its up when it's down in a ditch
Airheads gassed up, I pop shit
Been pop shit since two, yeah, I'm like that
Big dog, no muzzle, I'ma bite back
No beef, these bitches neurotic
Ms. Pop shit, and the T is for toxic
(Call me)
Ms. Pop shit
Can't no hoe stop shit I'm way too lit
Look how they watching (look)
These lil' niggas plottin', but they still can't hit
Get off my dick hoe
Born Star, I'm the shit (that bitch)
Y'all bitches be shit shows
Lil' hips, but I'm still gon' rock it
Bust a bitch bubble, call me Ms. Pop shit
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Writer(s): Tanile Brown
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