Pop Ya Shit (feat. Bakari & Cassstacks)

Time of the year to pop my shit
Got that shit on, finna pop out quick
Know a bitch cold from my neck to my wrist
My hoes got blinks, might pop your shit
Two-tone Rollie both don't tick
Nigga don't try me, try your bitch (don't try me, bitch)
Counting this bread, while he lick up on the click
Know it cost to be a boss like this

If you're a bad bitch, gotta pop your shit
Standing on the couch, gotta pop more shit
Standing on hundred, that's ten times ten
Only want a nigga that pop that shit
Two-tone Rollie both don't tick
Nigga don't try me, try your bitch
Counting this bread, while he lick up on the click
Know it cost to be a boss like this

You know I like a nigga that keep that stacks
Glock on stand while he hit from the back
Checking my bank and I been back to back
Ask him who he love, and you know it's stacks
Checking your hoe and she ain't a match
Throwing it back and that ass fat

Treat 'em the same and I don't take him back
Say you got motion, you know that's cap
I just be rolling up Russian cream
Told me to chill, fuck you mean
We eat good, feeding my team
Bet, the new bitch ain't better than me
This pussy pop got him weak in the knees
Know this wap, this ain't no tease
Don't need no nigga, I do what I please
Popping my shit, do it with ease

Time of the year to pop my shit (pop my shit)
Got that shit on, finna pop out quick
Know a bitch cold from my neck to my wrist
My hoes got blinks, might pop your shit
Two-tone Rollie, both don't tick
Nigga don't try me, try your bitch (don't try me, bitch)
Counting this bread, while he lick up on the click
Know it cost to be a boss like this

If you a bad bitch, gotta pop your shit
Standing on the couch, gotta pop more shit
Standing on hundred, that's ten times ten
Only want a nigga that pop that shit
Two-tone Rollie, both don't tick
Nigga don't try me, try your bitch
Counting this bread, while he lick up on the click
Know it cost to be a boss like this

First of the month like the rent due
I'm in your mouth like a rinse, boo
She finna show me the dental
She double back like a rental
I jump in the booth just to pop shit
Kari never concerned 'bout the hot shit
Talk shit, you get popped quick, base hit like a drop-kick

If you reach for my diamonds, that's blinging
Gang get to swinging it look mosh pit
I'm finna scoop me a thot bitch
Boujee hoe, that pop shit
I need a shorty that shoot from the passenger
If I get the drop on a op, bitch
Designer frames for the optics
All year, how we pop shit

Time of the year to pop my shit (pop my shit)
Got that shit on, finna pop out quick (pop out quick)
Know a bitch cold from my neck to my wrist
My hoes got blinks, might pop your shit
Two-tone Rollie, both don't tick
Nigga don't try me, try your bitch (don't try me, bitch)
Counting this bread, while he lick up on the click
Know it cost to be a boss like this

If you're a bad bitch, gotta pop your shit
Standing on the couch, gotta pop more shit
Standing on a hundred, that's ten times ten
Only want a nigga that pop that shit
Two-tone Rollie, both don't tick (both don't tick)
Nigga don't try me, try your bitch
Counting this bread while he lick up on the click
Know it cost to be a boss like this

Time of the year to pop my shit
Got that shit on, finna pop out quick (pop out quick...)
My hoes got blinks, might pop your shit
If you're a bad bitch gotta pop your shit
Standing on the couch, gotta pop more shit (pop more shit...)
Only want a nigga that pop that shit (pop that shit...)



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Simmons, Cassidy Williams, Marlon Allen, Sean Porterfield, Dayja Smith, Bakari Harris
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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