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Uh (Eastjack on the track)
(Hunna) Popp came up, he the mother****in' man (Man
How the **** he go like straight to the top
He was just locked up in the mother****in' can (Can
And the party go down if I step in (FiveSixOne, run that, bruh)
I'ma ball like I'm Scottie Pippen (Ah, ah)
They be like, 'Popp, you so mother****in' hot
If you stand too close then you might catch a tan (Yeah)
Now I can see why it's more than a band
Bro brought a drum and he sayin', "Let's rock" (What? What? What? What? What?)
Uh, I don't **** with no co
No red light, man, I won't stop (Skrrt, yeah, yeah)
Uh, ain't cuffin' no thot
Just want the top, man, I don't want the box (Woah, woah, yeah)
Uh, I don't **** with no opp
Gang tryna kill so we spinnin' they blocks (Brrt)
The **** go left when shit hit the fa
Niggas always talkin' all that shit on the Gram (Ayy
We gon' pull up to your block in a van
**** all fun and jokes 'til your man get blammed (Go, go, go
Shed light on your block, man, this a new land
He was acting tough, pulled up, then he ran (Popp)
This how you tell that I'm straight from the gutter
I walk in the spot with a gun in my pants (Ayy)
.223, man, this shit going u
Fah-fah-fah, man, right at your top (Top)
Even if I don't even got me a gun
If I swing first then the gang gon' ride (Woah, woah)
From the North to the South, that's mob ties
Same old gang-gang, squad-squad (Grrah, grrah)
Everybody shoot shit, look ou
Now you a pack, you Zaza (Brrt)
Run right down and we takin' your shit
Like a STD, man, you just got burnt
Try to fall back, I'm a rockstar now
I'ma jump in the crowd like Lil Uzi Vert (Vert, yeah, yeah)
Yeah
Doors go up 'cause I stay in the Lamb' (Skrrt)
Peanut butter seats, bitch, I got it out the jam (Jam, uh-huh
All-white diamonds, I don't even know the clan (Ayy, ayy)
Bitch gave me the top, yeah, she made my tool stand (Yeah, yeah, yeah
Made a million dollars of the mother****in' all pots and pans (Ayy, ayy, yeah
I just made a bitch turn to my thot (Ayy, ayy, my thot, mm
Mm, I only gave five bands (Ayy, ayy, five bands)
Real nigga shit and it's all in the plan (Ayy, ayy, plan
I was just talkin' to Popp (Ayy, ayy, to Popp)
Hunnid diamonds on me and they wet like the dam (Ayy, ayy)
Rocks on my socks, these Guccis, no Stans (Ayy, ayy, let's go)
Bugatti cost me one million (Ayy, ayy)
Actually, one point five
****, cousin, bro was just in the can (Ayy
Now our diamonds all speakin' Span' (Woah, woah)
If you want beef then you'll get dropped (Get dropped, baow)
Boy, better listen to your mans (To your mans)
Try to act tough, you a fan (You a fan)
Young mans tryna shake my hands (It's a fact)
When I'm in the mall even got my Glock (My Glock)
Please don't get blammed (Frrp, yeah)
I just count me a new ten (Yeah, what?)
I feel like I'm Cam (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Alright, I'm goin' ham, yeah (Ayy)
No I don't eat pork, yeah (No, ayy)
Alright, pull up a Porsche, yeah (A Porsche)
I put it right up in sport, yeah (Skrrt)
Drive like a course (A course), yeah
Freshest of course (Of course), yeah
**** a lil' whore (A whore), yea
I'm way on board (On board), yeah
Let's go
(Hunna) Popp came up, he the mother****in' man (Man
How the **** he go like straight to the top (Ayy)
He was just locked up in the mother****in' can (Ayy, ayy, can
And the party go down if I step in (Ayy)
I'ma ball like I'm Scottie Pippen (Ah, ah, ayy)
They be like, 'Popp, you so mother****in' hot (Ayy)
If you stand too close then you might catch a tan (Ayy, yeah)
Now I can see why it's more than a band (What?)
Bro brought a drum and he sayin', "Let's rock" (Let's rock, let's rock, let's rock, let's rock)
Uh, I don't **** with no co
No red light, man, I won't stop (Yeah, yeah, what?)
Uh, ain't cuffin' no thot
Just want the top, man, I don't want the box (Woah, woah, want top)
Uh, I don't **** with no opp
Gang tryna kill so we spinnin' they blocks (Brrt, baow)
Hop in the Lambo', take off (Skrrt, skrrt)
.40 gon' take your face off (Grrt, baow)
Hop in the rocket, blast off
Niggas wanna play with us, play ball
I don't see haters, Ray Charles (Ooh)
I'm on the block with a pack in my drawers
Spend me a check when I go to the mall
Pushin' the gas when I run from the law (Yeah)
Pushin' the gas when I run from the law
You know that I got that Glock in my drawers
One false move, they knockin' you off, yeah, ayy
I can really tell these boys are soft
I can really do shit on my own
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