Pop My Shit

Album cover art for "Pop My Shit" by IceBirds & 44Oakboy

IceBirds & 44Oakboy - Rap, USA

Pop My Shit

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[Intro: IceBirds] Ayy (It's Kp4x and you fuckin' with Smash) Ayy [Chorus: IceBirds] Yung ice nigga shit Hoppin' out the whip, neck on froze I'ma pop my shit Always with my gang, stay ten toes She said that she want a ice nigga, that's what get you chose Ayy, niggas be cappin' and rappin' 'bout things they don't got, we don't never see it Cop' me a car and I cop' me a crib I do what it takes to get cake You do what you can, so we can't relate I run to the money, it's all in my face I never been runner-up, always been in first place [Verse 1: IceBirds] We steppin' on niggas like Double Dutch Hundred rounds out of the K Ayy, I'm stackin' the money I count it, wake up and pray Load up the clip, I shoot at a opp like MJ shootin' a J Gettin' this money, all blue faces We never trip, always tie my shoe laces Niggas ain't thuggin', just got some new cases Deck full of cards and I'm havin' the aces Need real-estate, I'ma need some new space Never a bitch 'cause the money I'm chasin' Carry chopsticks and my bitch come in Asian Inhaling smoke, the Backwoods we be facin' Hoppin' in foreigns and foreigns we racin' [Verse 2: 44 OakBoy] Niggas be hatin' and speakin' down, they full of envy I'm mindin' my business and thumbin' through racks So I stay with this semi, 'case these niggas plottin' to come get me One press of this button will make 'em disappear, but I'm not a magician Transportin' the bricks on the road like Michelin Made a vow to the racks, I'm a syndicate Keep talkin' that shit, I'ma keep shittin' on you Stay with racks and a couple straps but I'm really a loner Pink slip came with the foreign, I own it (It's Kp4x and you fuckin' with Smash) If you want smoke, then it's up like McConney Big 'Wood to the face got me high, NASA Got the shit out the mud, never had to sale plasma Trap house filled with bricks wrapped up in plastic Just like Macho Man, I'ma savage All about the fetti, the cheese, the cheddar Can't trust the bitch, boy, you shoulda knew better Slangin' that white like Cruella Rappin' and trappin' tryna stay consistent Thumbin' through racks with no a pension Too many racks, they fit in my britches Too much motion, I can't burn no bridges [Chorus: IceBirds] Yung ice nigga shit Hoppin' out the whip, neck on froze I'ma pop my shit Always with my gang, stay ten toes Yung ice nigga shit Hoppin' out the whip, neck on froze (It's Kp4x and you fuckin' with Smash) She said that she want a ice nigga, that's what get you chose Ayy, niggas be cappin' and rappin' 'bout things they don't got, we don't never see it Cop' me a car and I cop' me a crib I do what it takes to get cake You do what you can, so we can't relate I run to the money, it's all in my face I never been runner-up, always been in first place [Outro] It's Kp4x and you fuckin' with Smash

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Credits

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  • IceBirds
  • 44Oakboy