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Letra : Hey Pops
[Intro]
Yeah
(Ayy, 1Saused, run in up, boy)
Yeah, yeah
(D-Roc, D-Roc)
Yeah, yeah
Give me that lighter
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Hey pop, are you proud of me? Well, I don't care
'Cause now, I got a mansion and I got them racks, yeah (And I got them racks, yeah)
And I got a bad bitch, and I got that bag bitch
That shorty red with long hair (Shorty red, with long hair)
[Verse]
Too G, see me passin' out opportunities (Damn, so cool)
I can't believe they tried to ruin me
Hide in a penthouse, they can't see me (See me)
Now she want to change out purses, no, I don't do no leaning (No leaning)
Jackеt cuero, cost like two-Gs
Too much drip for all thesе niggas (Got too much drip for all these niggas)
I'm too sauced up on these women
And I don't talk much, 'cause this shit serious
I'm focused on winning, I don't no bendin'
Bags of packs, when this shit get weary
Black my chain and I black my earring
I got a stylist, stylin' me in all this shit, Dior and McQueens
Yeah, this jacket tough, Givenchy jeans(Yeah)
I done dated my soul, they gon' give it up
Everybody clap for Raf Simons, yeah (For Raf Simons)
Gotta thank him that I got this mask on me (On me), flyest opp
I'm the flyest opp, so I match my outfit with this Glock
Soon as I bring my clothes out, these niggas be swag-jackin' my style
Ain't gon' turn these hoes down 'cause I got them on swag-pack right now
You took my Louis, bitch, I need my bag back right now (Yeah)
I been feedin' her too good, I got that ass fat right now
Inside thirty-thousand, bitch, I keep the cutter long and I keep fye
She geek up and keep talkin', wouldn't be nowhere near wrong, I kick the bitch out
My life been arousing, gotta keep some hitters 'round for to knock 'em off
[Chorus]
Hey pops, are you proud of me? (Are you proud of me) Well, I don't care
'Cause now, I got a mansion and I got them racks, yeah (And I got them racks, yeah)
And I got a bad bitch, and I got that bag bitch
That shorty red with long hair (Shorty red, with long hair)
[Outro]
I got some kids too
Yeah
(Ayy, 1Saused, run in up, boy)
Yeah, yeah
(D-Roc, D-Roc)
Yeah, yeah
Give me that lighter
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Hey pop, are you proud of me? Well, I don't care
'Cause now, I got a mansion and I got them racks, yeah (And I got them racks, yeah)
And I got a bad bitch, and I got that bag bitch
That shorty red with long hair (Shorty red, with long hair)
[Verse]
Too G, see me passin' out opportunities (Damn, so cool)
I can't believe they tried to ruin me
Hide in a penthouse, they can't see me (See me)
Now she want to change out purses, no, I don't do no leaning (No leaning)
Jackеt cuero, cost like two-Gs
Too much drip for all thesе niggas (Got too much drip for all these niggas)
I'm too sauced up on these women
And I don't talk much, 'cause this shit serious
I'm focused on winning, I don't no bendin'
Bags of packs, when this shit get weary
Black my chain and I black my earring
I got a stylist, stylin' me in all this shit, Dior and McQueens
Yeah, this jacket tough, Givenchy jeans(Yeah)
I done dated my soul, they gon' give it up
Everybody clap for Raf Simons, yeah (For Raf Simons)
Gotta thank him that I got this mask on me (On me), flyest opp
I'm the flyest opp, so I match my outfit with this Glock
Soon as I bring my clothes out, these niggas be swag-jackin' my style
Ain't gon' turn these hoes down 'cause I got them on swag-pack right now
You took my Louis, bitch, I need my bag back right now (Yeah)
I been feedin' her too good, I got that ass fat right now
Inside thirty-thousand, bitch, I keep the cutter long and I keep fye
She geek up and keep talkin', wouldn't be nowhere near wrong, I kick the bitch out
My life been arousing, gotta keep some hitters 'round for to knock 'em off
[Chorus]
Hey pops, are you proud of me? (Are you proud of me) Well, I don't care
'Cause now, I got a mansion and I got them racks, yeah (And I got them racks, yeah)
And I got a bad bitch, and I got that bag bitch
That shorty red with long hair (Shorty red, with long hair)
[Outro]
I got some kids too
