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Artis | DJ ESCO Doe Boy |
Judul | Pop It |
Album | 56 Birdz (Album) |
Dirilis | 2020 |
Album Tracks | Total 2 Tracks |
Durasi | 03:47 |
Audio Summary | MP3, 48 kHz |
[Intro]
Let me pop my shit (Pop my shit)
Pop it
Pop it
Pop it
Pop it
Lihat Semua Lirik
[Intro]
Let me pop my shit (Pop my shit)
Pop it
Pop it
Pop it
Pop it (Yeah)
Pop it
Pop it (Let's go)
[Chorus]
Hold up, let me pop my shit (Pop it)
She wanna fuck, I'ma let her, nigga, I don't stop my bitch, ayy (I don't stop my bitch)
I ain't gonna watch no ho, nigga gotta watch my wrist, ayy, ayy (You dig?)
Better know I ain't gon' go, nigga, I got my blick, ayy, ayy (Let's go)
Yeah, they call me Gucci Kick Door, nigga, better hide your brick, ayy, ayy (Let's go)
We on his ass if it's smoke, nigga, we slidin' on shit, gang, gang
Hold up, let me pop my shit (Pop it)
Hold up, let me pop my shit (Pop it)
Hold up, let me pop my shit (Hold on, pop it)
Hold up, let me pop my shit, ayy (Let's go)
[Post-Chorus]
Hold up (Hold up), pop it (Pop it)
I heard these niggas was plottin' (Pussies)
I heard he said he gon' reach in my pocket
He reach, then he grab the rocket (Fool)
Hold up (Hold up), pop it (Pop it)
These niggas mad I'm poppin' (Ayy)
We press the gas, no stoppin' (Let's go)
These niggas sweeter than Baskin Robbins (Oh really?)
[Verse 1]
I never needed a mask when I'm robbin' (No, no)
Look at my case, go look at my documents (Facts)
Whole lotta paper, ain't talkin' 'bout documents
Hold on, talkin' my shit, yeah, I'm poppin' it (Let's go)
Lookin' for Act', bitch, I'm cool on the Wock' (Bitch, I'm cool on the Wock')
Pull out that MAC, you gon' shoot it or not? (Gon' shoot it or not?)
Most of our enemies dead niggas (Hold on)
Now we barely get into it with the opps, hey (Let's go, oh really?)
I used to walk down the motherfuckin' block with a motherfuckin' Glock, hey, hey (Nose Ave)
Brand new Gucci just dropped, got copped, no longer in stock, hey, hey (Let's go)
Don't lie to me, lie to your nigga
Bitch, you was all on my cock, hey, hey (Fool)
You know I don't need you, I'm hot, hey
You was just one of my thots, ayy (Oh really?)
[Chorus]
Hold up, let me pop my shit (Let me pop my shit)
She wanna fuck, I'ma let her, nigga, I don't stop my bitch, ayy (I don't stop my bitch)
I ain't gon' watch no ho, nigga gotta watch my wrist, ayy, ayy (You dig?)
Better know I ain't gon' go, nigga, I got my blick, ayy, ayy (Let's go)
[Post-Chorus]
Hold up (Hold up), pop it (Pop it)
I heard these niggas was plottin' (Pussies)
I heard he said he gon' reach in my pocket
He reach, then he grab the rocket (Fool)
Hold up (Hold up), pop it (Pop it)
These niggas mad I'm poppin' (Pussies)
I heard he said he gon' reach in my pocket
He reach, then he grab the rocket (Fool)
[Verse 2]
Pull out the glizzy, I'm squeezin' it, I don't fuck with no ho that's disobedient, ayy (No, no)
If a rich nigga wan' cum in your mouth and you broke, bitch, you should be drinkin' it, ayy (Hah)
Stay with my pole, I'm keepin' it (Yeah, yeah)
Fuck do I look like leavin' it? (No)
Hold up, bitch, let me pop my shit
Everything I say, I'm meanin' it, ayy (Doe Beezy)
RBMG they ain't real as us (Gang)
Hop in the coupe, put the ceiling up (Skrrt)
Give her good dick, I'ma fill her up (Pop it)
She don't live with you, boy, you live with her (Fool)
She don't like the fact you not real with her (No)
Don't like how you look and ain't feelin' ya (Pussy)
You know I got her, the day that I leave her
My brother Durk probably leave India, never (Oh really?)
I go to war with whoever (Whoever, hold on)
I keep a thirty or fifty or better
Put down that phone, bitch, you textin' too much (Fuck is you doin'?)
I'm high as fuck, I feel like it's a setup (Brrt, brrt, yeah)
Life is good, I woke up feelin' successful (Beezy)
Double F's on his body, Fendi, you better not test him (Oh really?)
[Chorus]
Hold up, let me pop my shit (Let me pop my shit)
She wanna fuck, I'ma let her, nigga, I don't stop my bitch, ayy (I don't stop my bitch)
I ain't gon' watch no ho, nigga gotta watch my wrist, ayy, ayy (You dig?)
Better know I ain't gon' go, nigga, I got my blick, ayy, ayy (Let's go)
Yeah, they call me Gucci Kick Door, nigga, better hide your brick, ayy, ayy (Let's go)
We on his ass if it's smoke, nigga, we slidin' on shit, gang, gang
Hold up, let me pop my shit (Pop it)
Hold up, let me pop my shit (Pop it)
Hold up, let me pop my shit (Hold on, pop it)
Hold up, let me pop my shit, ayy (Let's go)
[Outro]
Hold up, pop it
Hold up, pop it (Pussies)
Hold up, pop it
Hold up, let me pop my shit, ayy
Hold up, pop it
Hold up, pop it (Pussies)
Hold up, pop it
Hold up, let me pop my shit, ayy
(DJ EscoMoeCity, the coolest DJ on the motherfuckin' planet)
Hold up, let me pop my shit, ayy