Bop It

By YFC MOB

Released on August 31, 2019

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[Chorus]

Came with the squad and they do what I say

Bitch niggas round me I reckon they gay

Seen a bad bitch now I’m getting some play

Living my life like I stay in the bay

Seen a fine bitch now I’m shooting my shot

We stay in the trenches, we never get caught

Hoe nigga snitching like fuck what you taught?

Shooters in traffic yo life gone be bought

Dub that same bitch all her friends told me stop it

Got a 12 gauge nigga don’t make me cock it

Don’t fuck with me all my shooters on mobshit

You better think twice before we treat you like bop-it

Finally got bread and a young nigga not lame

Fuck with the mob and that choppa gone flame

You on the bench, I’m on top of the game

And I’ll never switch up I’ll be acting the same


[Verse 2: 74]

Never switch up I be actin the same

74 shots Ima take out his brain

Claim u my bro but you really not gang

They tried to clown me don’t get in the game

Nigga gone die if he touching my chain

Selling his soul not getting no fame

I’m bout my chickens i trap out the canes

Cashing my checks and the bank know my name

Running the block bitch work like Spongebob

Two thick bitch wanna lick my door knob

New rich shit bank roll get big knots

Whole gang lit call us the new mob

Catching and playing I’m running the pack

New white bitch ima' beat in her back

Oj Simpson I’m killing the cat

Don’t play that new shit you know that shit wack

[Verse 3: Lamar}

I sipping on lean, you sipping on soda

You a little bitch and I am a soldier

Once you start talking get put in a folder

I Aim for yo head, it fall off your shoulders

Niggas don’t know how to stay in they lane

I got the toolie I let it go bang

Run up on me, you got marks like you Aang

Niggas keep talking, my choppa it sang

Free my nigga yeah he locked in them chains


[Chorus]

Came with the squad and they do what I say

Bitch niggas round me I reckon they gay

Seen a bad bitch now I’m getting some play

Living my life like I stay in the bay

Seen a fine bitch now I’m shooting my shot

We stay in the trenches, we never get caught

Hoe nigga snitching like fuck what you taught?

Shooters in traffic yo life gone be bought

Dub that same bitch all her friends told me stop it

Got a 12 gauge nigga don’t make me cock it

Don’t fuck with me all my shooters on mobshit

You better think twice before we treat you like bop-it

Finally got bread and a young nigga not lame

Fuck with the mob and that choppa gone flame

You on the bench, I’m on top of the game

And I’ll never switch up I’ll be acting the same