Yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa
COUPE
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it (Pop, pop)
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it (Pop, pop, pop)
In the hood with my shirt off (21)
And I got my Glock hangin' out (21)
Eastside ****, I'ma bang it out (Pussy)
Twenty superchargers when we swangin' out
Listenin' to the opps, you bet' not play it loud (Bitch)
21, 4L, spray the crowd (Bitch)
Pick a ear, quarter ticket, bling blaow (Bitch)
Playin' with her kitty-cat, meow (Yeah)
Nine-figure money, tall like Yao Ming
I turn your parking lot into a crime scene (On God)
I gave that girl a Perc' 'cause she like trying things (On God)
Wipe his nose, leave a ****'s shirt lime green (Straight up)
Aye, I bought that girl a shop 'cause her skin clean (Yeah)
Talk to me nice, baby, don't be mean (Don't be mean)
Go to sleep with me and wake up in a dream (21, 21)
Walk you in Hermès and get you everything (Everything)
A bitch that I ain't go in I ain't never seen (Where she at?)
Ten bodies or less, you a fucking queen (And it's fat)
If it's less than nine, condoms ain't a thing (That's a fact)
And if it's less than eight, you get a fucking ring (Straight up)
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it (Pop, pop, 21)
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
You broke, stop it (Pussy)
The hoes watchin' (Pussy)
Million-dollar car (21)
Million-dollar watches (21)
Real **** hustlin' (21)
Bitch **** gossip (21)
I'm up nine figures
Oh, you wanna see me pop it?
I show you how to pop it (21)
I got you
Pop it like a rubber band, frying pan, soda can
Thick as fuck, built like I dance
Fuckin' on this British man
Crib look like the Buckingham
Ass be shakin' like it's jelly, but this G-lock never jam
Pull them panties to the side like a caravan (Skrrt)
I ain't even get to shave, he don't give a damn
I go G5 when I fly, Maybach when I land
I walk in a wifey and walk out like the Boogeyman, ah
Buy a Birk', I squirt, buy a car, I cream
But he can't pay me nothin' to let him cheat in peace
I told him that I'm mixed, but not with fucking green (Fucking green)
He spend more than an M, then that's a fucking king
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it (Pop, pop, pop)
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it (Uh, uh, pop)
You broke, clock it (Clock)
Your **** watchin'
Million-dollar whips
Million-dollar watches
Real bitches hustlin' (Uh-huh)
Weak bitches gossip
My crib seven figures (On God)
I'll show you how to pop it (Pop it)
Writer(s):
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph, Edward Maclin Cooper III & alyssa michelle stephens.
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