Pop Shit

By AzSwaye

Released on January 8, 2019

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Aye

Watch me geek with this Glock

I’ll do a nerd dumb

Finger on the trigger

Got me thumbin' through these huns

Hit her from the back

Just to watch a bitch run

Off Patron mixed with Henny

But this Molly got me numb

Tell me

How these niggas thuggin' on the gram?

Thankful for my shooter

That lil' nigga he go ham

Knowing I’m the shit

But I rather be humble

Move subtle

Making plays only killers in my huddle

Ganging!

Suicide doors

Bitch we slanging!

Dangerous!

We don’t know art

But we paint shit

Don’t lane switch

Merge with the ops and get yo brain hit!

Can’t even tell a groupie hoe

From a main bitch

Not to switch topics

But these birds outta pocket

Bitch I’m quarterbacking

With a whole lot of options

This dick like a high score

She can’t wait to top it

Bop it

Sloppy go crazy like Teanna!

She geeking, freaking, this lil' bitch tweaking!

Fuck her all year

Then dip right on cuddle season!

Bitch I need a bag

Not opinions you can keep those

Feel like Future

All I want for Christmas

Is a freak hoe!

Gucci mixed with Fendi

Got me looking like a cheat code

If I pop this bean

I might fuck about 3 hoes

Boy you ain’t no shooter

Flexing guns that’s a dumb move

This ain’t Fortnite

Can’t build walls once I come through

Bless a nigga bitch

Like she sneezed

Then I’m back to it

If we fell off

Then lil' nerd ain’t no back cooling

Choppa got a stutter

Like that fat nigga name Ruben!

You was my bitch

But like my dick

Bird, you just blew it!

(Chorus) (x2)

I talk shit

Pop shit

On a bitch (on a bitch)

I pull up

Bounce out with them sticks, (them sticks)

I need a bird

Who take risk and this dick! (and this dick)

I need a bag last thing is a bitch!

Ouuu!!!