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Pop Out Remix (Extended)
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JD On Tha Track Iceberg want a bag, b*t*h We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' n***a, don't get banged 'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane She heard I'm a star, now she tryna take her clothes off Faceshot with this AR, I'm bound to knock a n***a nose off Drowsy off the Act', I'm sippin' lean until I doze off My homie trappin' like it's laundry day, he drop a load off Police at the bando, hit the back and cut the stove off Used to hustle packs but now I'm richer than my old boss Almost summertime, I'm finna see how much the Rolls cost If her friend ain't f**kin', kick her out and make them hoes walk Runnin' through them hundreds, new blue check, I guess I'm verified Cappin' off this ecstasy, I'm rollin' like I'm paralyzed You weren't out there thuggin' with the killers, you was terrified All my n***as pop out in them trenches, we don't never hide We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' n***a, don't get banged 'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane She don't like her body, left the doctor with a new shape Blowing up my phone 'cause she just see me with my new bae Heartbreaker, ladies love me like I'm Cool J She was tryna cling onto a n***a, but it's too late Booked a flight to Cali, racks and condoms in my suitcase And every single dollar in these bands got a blue face Diamonds in the Rollie, they in HD like it's Blu-Ray The way that I been ballin' should make the cover of 2K Show out for the summer I might pull up in a new Wraith Dissin' on the gang that's gon' only get your crew chased And we hawk sh*t down, better tighten' up yo' shoe lace Lil bro get up close let the Glock 22 spray We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' n***a, don't get banged 'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane I call lil' bro, he said he ready for the stain (Said he ready for the stain) What you claim? You a lame, you ain't never put in pain (Put in pain) Swear I be around some killers that go crazy for the gang (They go crazy for the game) If I showed you all my charges, you won't look at me the same (You won't look at me the same) Made some choices in my life I wish I never had to make (Wish I never had to make) Lost my brother, seen him die and I just seen him graduate (I just seen him graduate) Got that .40 on my side and I'm just rollin' patty cakes (I'm just rollin' past jakes) Both my hands can do the job and I ain't talkin' masturbate I was in and outta state (State) 'cause I had a bag to make (Bag to make) I risked my life but it's aight 'cause God ain't let me pa** away (Pa** away) F**k tomorrow, spin the block, just know we comin' back today (Back today) I call Polo, he come dolo, we get 'em the fast way We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' n***a, don't get banged 'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane Yeah, uh Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo (Doo), b*t*h, I'm off the roof (The roof) You don't think my n***as shoot sh*t up? We got the proof (The proof) Say your n***a true enough, that n***a not the truth (No) 'Cause my n***as is gang (Gang), and we is not the same (The same) I pull up in a 'Rari, shoot lil' shawty out the coupe (Brr) The crib look like a playhouse with the Barbies in the room (Lil Tory) Lil' b*t*h, I'm from the gutter, f**k your girl and take her food stamps (Food stamps) My n***as Umbrella, when we pull up, get your crew stamped (Crew stamped) .22 in my boot and I've got Off-White on the shoelace (Shoelace) LV on the suitcase (Suitcase), same sweats, 2 days (2 days) Since I came with "Say It", I've been popping out the new Wraith You could check the 'Gram, 4 years, 22 days B*t*h, we come from poverty, my dog'll slide for me Caught that lob back, do that job for me, we shootin' properly My new crib look like Monopoly, she suck me sloppily While I'm out her smoking broccoli, they doing drops for me Grr, Lil Tory We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' n***a, don't get banged 'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane None of my hoes got a lot of mileage Keep it G, your style is childish Proud of myself, I finally found it Only keep the guys around me I go extra dressing with this drip, I call it Thousand Island I can make my youngin snatch your necklace for a thousand dollars Soon as we sexin', thousand problems Hoppin' on jets, this money calling I still be thuggin', I'm sorry, mama Pop out, I'm on every corner VVS on every stone This jewelry got my head gone These bankrolls got my head gone These meds got my head gone We been poppin' out since middle school This lifestyle ain't nothing new But we'll get rid of you, yeah We been poppin' out since middle school This sh*t here ain't nothing new Polo, what you tell 'em, fool? We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' n***a, don't get banged 'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane And don't gotta explain (Nah), 'cause I got plenty stains (Stains) I pull up in Ferraris when I hop on the plane (No cap) Got diamonds on my Cartis (Cartis), I see you n***as lame (Lame) I'm in Miami Garden with a Richard Mille plain (Richard Mille plain) I'm a seed, you can't put me in a grave (No) Somebody pray for me 'cause I couldn't have been a slave (No) Float on the D-U-B's, we had cash back in the day (Yeah) Now the Rollie say the date, roll around in two-door Wraith (Two Wraiths) You gotta work hard, just can't make it off of faith I sold me a lil' hard for a few thousands, I was straight (Straight) I been jumped off the porch, learned to hustle for a plate Now the shrimp come with a steak, five star condo where I lay We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' n***a, don't get banged 'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
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