POP

Lyrics

[Intro] Straight bars Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, bah (I'm working on dying) [Verse 1] Got a bitch, yeah, she look so good But on the real, she in denial Diamond water, yeah, it look like a river Look like I'm standing in the Nile If you really didn't get the last line Then your level on the brain of a child Pay attention, better do the right thing Or your pussy ass still workin' at Sal's [Chorus] I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (Yeah) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (Yeah) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (Yeah) I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (Yeah) Man, she going dumb, she don't stop Put it in her mouth, make her jaw lock Hellcat faster than your whip stock So why, why would I tell you 'bout the whips that I got? I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (Yeah) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (Yeah) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (Yeah) I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (Yeah) Man, she going dumb, she don't stop Put it in her mouth, make her jaw lock Hellcat faster than your whip stock So why, why would I tell you 'bout the whips that I got? (Let's go) [Verse 2] Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop Pop that ass, pop that ass, do the dash I be runnin' out of gas Every time I go to the mall just to pop the tags I don't really cop nothin' out the mall (Goddamn) First time at the mall, copped it all Said, "A hundred thousand," so I dropped it all And that wasn't my whole bankroll Body roll, waist roll, waist roll (Ayy) Make a bitch do what I say so (Ayy, let's go) Waist trained, got a bitch taste just like ice cream Read her text, she said, "Girl, I screamed" Shot a nigga with a 17 Lil Uzi, yeah, I'm from the 16 Got a million, no Christine Neck gleam, wrist gleam, fist gleam (Bah) Lil' nigga, but I'm doin' big things You ain't ever seen a nigga this clean Pants cost 2K, big jeans And my shoes cost like sixteen Hunnid, nigga, that's just what I bleed Turn a dead nigga to a blunt of weed Now that boy taste like reggie 'Cause I just lit up a seed [Chorus] I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (Let's go) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (Let's go) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (Let's go) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (Let's go, let's go) I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna pop (Yeah) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (Yeah) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (Yeah) I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (Yeah) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (Huh?) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (Ew) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (Skrrt) I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (Yeah) [Verse 3] Multi bitches Multi, multi, multi, multi, multi-grain on my granola bar Got a multi, multi, bow tie when I rock my Dior Multi, multi, multi, multi, multi-million dollar deals (Let's go) I'ma keep it real Armstrong, marathon when I'm on a bike like my name Neil (Let's go, let's go, let's go) I can make her kneel, beggin' on her knees Beggin' me please, so she can see the deal (Ew, ew) I ain't never lackin', I ain't never love her Been alone from little boy so I don't need your opinion I been gettin' money, nigga, I been gettin' plenty I can fuck your bitch, make her bounce on a Bentley I was on a Perky 30, she was on the Henny Wait, she was fuckin' you, who? Your cousin Vinny? (Ew) That boy rat, he mouse, she Minnie Fuckin' that bitch and now she tryna spin me No, and this is no Iovine, not talkin' 'bout Jimmy Kill these niggas every day like they Kenny If you want money, better Crawford like Cindy And if you want more, then you better get near me I flex on my haters, pull up, threw a fifty (Skrrt) Yo' bitch on my dick and her breath smellin' minty I went to the store and got me some Vetements Some Pradas, Balenci', Balenci', Balenci' And I paid for that lil' bitch Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci' (Let's go) Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci' I'm movin', I'm drippin', got sauce and I'm swaggin' (Woo) 'Cause even your bitch on me, no, you can't kiss her [Chorus] I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (Let's go) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (Let's go) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (Let's go) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (Let's go, let's go) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (Yeah) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (Yeah) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (Yeah) I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top (Yeah) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (Huh?) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna pop (Ew) I'm the nigga make your bitch wanna drop (Skrrt) I'm the nigga that your bitch wanna top [Outro] Bah, bah I'm working on dying Drop, drop What the fuck? No, bro Abducted