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Letra : Feel Like Pop
Woo, woo
I got twin Glocks like two b*t*hes (Got a whole lotta shots)
You know I'm top, I'm too gifted (Wah)
Feel like I'm Pop, I move different (Woo)
Amiri jeans, it's too fitted (But I still got a chop)
Pop me a Perc' I snooze in it (Look)
We on the spot, my Woos in it (Woah)
I got twin Glocks, like two b*t*hes (Got a whole lotta shots)
You know I'm top, I'm too gifted (Wah)
Feel like I'm Pop, I move different (Woo)
Amiri jeans, it's too fitted (But I still got the chop)
Move like the chop got boom in it (Yeah)
We on the spot, my Woos in it (Woah)
Thirty on me (Brr, bah)
But I ain't the bum totin' the stick
b*t*h, I'ma die
If I feel like you movin' too funny, then you could get hit (Brr, bah)
Jumped off the porch, they threw me in the mix
We NFL, had to call up a blitz
We never miss
Big 092MLBOA all the way up to the Swish
I call up East, you know that's blood
He bring the sitchy, we call that assist
You know the opp, you know his b*t*h
I'm f**kin' but I'm still callin' her sis (Ha)
Just hit the mall, I blew a bag
I put a bunch of Dior on my 'fit (I did)
I'm gettin' high, talkin' to bro
Tellin' him what I'ma do to my bricks
I take a trip, told her I need the head like a do-rag (I do)
We cannot do bad (Nope)
I'm hella blood but I'm f**kin' this b*t*h in a blue flag
How I do that? (Crip, ha)
I got them too mad (What?)
We out in Cali and I'm in a coupe, slide with the roof back (Skrrt)
I got twin Glocks like two b*t*hes (Got a whole lotta shots)
You know I'm top, I'm too gifted (Wah)
Feel like I'm Pop, I move different (Woo)
Amiri jeans, it's too fitted (But I still got a chop)
Pop me a Perc' I snooze in it (Look)
We on the spot, my Woos in it (Woah)
I got twin Glocks, like two b*t*hes (Got a whole lotta shots)
You know I'm top, I'm too gifted (Wah)
Feel like I'm Pop, I move different (Woo)
Amiri jeans, it's too fitted (But I still got the chop)
Move like the chop got boom in it (Yeah)
We on the spot, my Woos in it (Woah)
Thirty on me (Brr, bah)
But I ain't the bum totin' the stick
b*t*h, I'ma die
If I feel like you movin' too funny, then you could get hit (Brr, bah)
Jumped off the porch, they threw me in the mix
We NFL, had to call up a blitz
We never miss
Big 092MLBOA all the way up to the Swish
I call up East, you know that's blood
He bring the sitchy, we call that assist
You know the opp, you know his b*t*h
I'm f**kin' but I'm still callin' her sis (Ha)
Just hit the mall, I blew a bag
I put a bunch of Dior on my 'fit (I did)
I'm gettin' high, talkin' to bro
Tellin' him what I'ma do to my bricks
I take a trip, told her I need the head like a do-rag (I do)
We cannot do bad (Nope)
I'm hella blood but I'm f**kin' this b*t*h in a blue flag
How I do that? (Crip, ha)
I got them too mad (What?)
We out in Cali and I'm in a coupe, slide with the roof back (Skrrt)
