POP BACK!

Meo Meo on the come down
Lil shorty body on a rundown
I was cooking up in the backrooms with Roscoe talking on a bad phone
Got, carbon fiber in my bathroom
Pagani mami tryna act grown
Cuz she want my Zonda R nah baby that's a bad call

Had to go do it legit
Kill a man with a left right hook then I pop him like a zit
40 off from a C7 with a motherfucking Vader kit
Tryna buy me for me a retail
Bitch, you don't even know the details
I was in the cut, 50 deep might just go down reach hell
Touch down in LA now the old friends tryna reach out
Told Jason it's another body that we gotta drop and speed out
Brothers staying on a speed dial, we'll make a boy turn senile

And i'm ten down in a studio
I'll mark a boy like Rubio
It's six o'clock on the East side
So good riddance to the looney hoes
Got ten stories to my penthouse
If you drop a needle gotta get out
I been benching heavy tryna let out
Hold on lemme get my fucking breath out

But I turn left to the back sides now i never stop nah never leave
Ten footer on the mac ten that's more ammo just let it squeeze
MK4 on the DL hear the tututu when I bend a knee
I been working on a better team only you like being held back

When I touchdown, then I touch back
Gotta LaFerrari not a Hellcat
But my eye red like it's jetlag
And I still like to go and poptags
If you shoot first, then I pop back
Yea I say it now, Ima pop back
Gotta GTR do a drive by
And I know you pussies never pop back

And I know you niggas never pop that
I pop out like this way and switch back
Since ninth grade I code switched like mike jack
But the hair wooly dick still black
I'm like jesus signed Fleetwood Mac

Ok now back up in this bitch
like I was born all again
I never have to worry then
I have been cleared of my sin
I don't know why they giving up
If you got me on the team
I put this one on some bitches
I filled up that ones canteen
I'm here to show all the people
We just need community
Just leave out the Chevy chase
I'm talking new world order
Kevin create the master race
So if you fucking my girl
Make sure it's one I ain't raise
Or your kin I'll erase

I'm fucking done just playing
With all these lying faces
I'm on a different wavelength
I hope you all can reach me
Just call the spiritual divines
I'm popping back with kindness
That you may see as violence
No demons we exercising

Hold on lemme bring it back
I was tryna pick a hitter off but the drummy got it too attached
V12 going 240 and it still aint too fast
I was going for another M and I gotta go and do it fast
Do it now never last place
With the spyder moving it's a fast taste
And I carry still like a back brace
Hold on lemme go and switch the beat

Still got shooters lurking round in the water stray from the deep end
I don't even really want your hoe, ima just have her for the weekend
Yall ready for a rebrand? Bitch, I'm here for a reason
And I still walk down with a .456 coming from the backend
That's a man down, like the last man
Then I pull off fast, like a javelin
And they tryna say I bite Pop Smoke, but I pop smoke if you laughing

Boy it ain't no joke, now who want smoke?
I walk around with a pole and a kango, LL Cool J on em
Don't make me go UK on em

Man man down in the ends
Ting talk down in lead
Leave man dead
Eyes go straight see red
Eyes go dark now man man in that bed
Real situation innit?
Fast whip, shut down places innit?
Many pounds, and blue faces innit?
If you don't like me I get it
Cause it hard to like someone that's doing much better than you
And not only me but my crew
And that's how I do
Big boy talk go loose
Big boy talk, when you talk you just lose
I ain't even mean that rude
Meo just talk, and what I say just truth
Bro you boof



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Writer(s): Joaquín Pérez, Kevin Dimitri
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