POP

Lyrics

Straight bars
 Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bah (I'm Working on Dying) (bitch)
 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
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna drop (yeah)
 I'm that 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, stop
 So why would I tell you 'bout the whips that I got?
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna drop (yeah)
 I'm that 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, stop
 So why would I tell you 'bout the whips that I got? (Yeah, let's go)
 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 nothing at the mall
 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
 Make a bitch do what I say so
 Waist trained, got a bitch, taste just like ice cream
 Read her text, she said, "Girl, I scream"
 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
 Lil' nigga but I'm doin' big things
 You ain't ever seen a nigga this clean
 Pants cost two K, big jeans
 And my shoes cost like 16
 Hunnid, nigga, that's just what I bleed
 Turned a dead nigga to a blunt of weed
 And that last boy taste like Reggie
 'Cause I just lit up Philly
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna drop
 I'm that nigga that your bitch wanna top (let's go)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop (let's go)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop (let's go)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna drop, let's go
 (Let's go) I'm that nigga that your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna drop (yeah)
 I'm that nigga that your bitch wanna top (yeah)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop (uh-huh)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop (ew)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna drop (skrrr)
 I'm that nigga that your bitch wanna top
 Multi bitches
 Multi, multi, multi, multi, multi-grain on my granola bar
 Got a multi, multi, bowtie, wanna 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 Mill (let's go, let's go, let's go)
 I'ma make her kneel, begging on her knees
 Beggin' me please, so she can see the deal
 I ain't never lackin', I ain't never love her
 Been in love, I've been important, 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?
 That boy rat, he mouse, she Minnie
 Fuckin' that bitch, and now she tryna spin me
 No and this is no Avianne, not talkin' 'bout Jimmy
 Kill these niggas everyday like they Kenny (let's go)
 If you want money, back Crawford like Cindy
 And if you want more, then you better get near me
 I flex on my haters, pull up to a .50
 Your bitch on my dick and her breath smelly minty
 I went to the store and got me some new Vetements, some Pradas, Balenci', Balenci', Balenci'
 I spend it all on that lil' bitch
 Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci' (let's go!)
 Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci'
 Balenci', Balenci', Balenci', Balenci'
 I'm movin', I'm drippy, got sauce, and I'm swaggin'
 'Cause it easy and your bitch on me, no, you can't kiss me
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna drop
 I'm that nigga that your bitch wanna top (let's go)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop (let's go)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop (let's go)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna drop (let's go, let's go!)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop (ayy!)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop (yeah)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna drop (yeah)
 I'm that nigga that your bitch wanna top (yeah)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop (huh?)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna pop (ew)
 I'm that nigga make your bitch wanna drop (skrrrr)
 I'm that nigga that your bitch wanna top
 Pop, pop
 (I'm Working on Dying)
 Drop, drop
 What the fuck? No, ahhh!
 (Abducted)
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:47
Key
1
Tempo
140 BPM

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