Goin’ Pop

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, this beat too tough Yeah, this shit too tough Yeah (In the kitchen and it's Taysty) [Chorus] I'm gon' make it to that sequel, try not do this evil We ain't goin' pop, we just poppin' up like Bieber I've been getting sober, my dog still pour up that liter He could go and catch a body, dog, that's still my people I'm a fuckin' rockstar, but I ain't gon' play no Beatles Ask me what my sign is, bitch, I'm out here signin' deals In my bag, not in my feels, plus back in the field I just heard the newest shit y'all dropped, is y'all for real? [Verse 1] Killin' every one of y'all the only thing that's on my bucket list, you suck at this They'vе been tattin' black sheep on they stomach 'cause they fuck with this I could trust you 'bout as much as I go trust thе government Keep them twin Glocks in the car, I call them hoes the Doublemint Money tryna double, I don't stay off at the DoubleTree Two of all the cars I own like someone tryna double me Doubled up, my shawty bad 'cause she ain't tryna trouble me All she want for Christmas is a AP and some double Ds I done did it humbly, it wasn't me Once you make a million, find out where all of your cousins be Gon' discover who is real when it's time for discovery Say that that's a stupid bag? Well, y'all ain't go as dumb as me [Chorus] I'm gon' make it to that sequel, try not do this evil We ain't goin' pop, we just poppin' up like Bieber I've been getting sober, my dog still pour up that liter He could go and catch a body, dog, that's still my people I'm a fuckin' rockstar, but I ain't gon' play no Beatles Ask me what my sign is, bitch, I'm out here signin' deals In my bag, not in my feels, plus back in the field I just heard the newest shit y'all dropped, is y'all for real? [Verse 2] Yeah, pussy, I've been psyched by the lack of competition Ripped the aux chord out 'cause that was hard to listen Leavin' trails of bread crumbs, I wasn't feedin' pigeons Name ain't consequence, they still got the consequences Masked up, I went on a mission Competition gone missin', don't subtract, I do addition Draw the line, I've gone fishin', say they'll ride, they on collision Get the check, ain't on commission, say you real, you a rendition ATM, that's my religion, ATF been tryna visit My vision, I got out the kitchen and onto a better position Don't need permission, they pop out and see you, you gonna go see the physician I don't be makin' no calls to nobody boss, I'm the one who be makin' decisions They don't wan' see you winnin', been like that from the beginnin' [Chorus] I'm gon' make it to that sequel, try not do this evil We ain't goin' pop, we just poppin' up like Bieber I've been getting sober, my dog still pour up that liter He could go and catch a body, dog, that's still my people I'm a fuckin' rockstar, but I ain't gon' play no Beatles Ask me what my sign is, bitch, I'm out here signin' deals In my bag, not in my feels, plus back in the field I just heard the newest shit y'all dropped, is y'all for real? [Outro] Is y'all for real? Is y'all for real? Is y'all for real? Is y'all for real?