Pop lyrics

[Intro: ScHoolboy Q]
Ol' f*ckface punk-rock biatch
(Nah-nah-nah, yeah)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Yeah-yeah, uh
I've been gettin' money back then, uh
Making plays, top ten, uh
Look at me, the 'Rari backed in, hm
Yeah, I was patched in, uh
Hella million sold, no friends (No, no)
b*tch, I was locked in, uh (Yeah, yeah)
Leveled up, n*gga, popped in
n*gga, popped in, n*gga, popped in
n*gga, popped in, n*gga, popped in
n*gga, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop

[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga
Pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga
Pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, uh
Gang activities, n*gga
(Pop, pop, pop)
Suu, uh, uh (Ah!)
Uh

[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
I probably shouldn't walk the way I walk, n*gga
Socked out, watch the way you talkin', when you talk, n*gga (Uh)
Yeah, got me f*cked up, look
I'm snatching n*ggas wave caps off, gang tats off
f*ck yo' set, hat get soakеd, spilled that yolk
Figg Side, f*ck that boy, we smokе that boy (Yeah)
Chase him down, do that boy, we left that boy, uh (Ah)
Get buck, get buck, get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck, buck, buck
Get buck, get buck, get buck, get buck, uh (Suu)
What we talkin' 'bout, huh?
Gang sh*t, I invented that, huh? I'm real as they—, come on, huh, look
Just got the Wraith, damn, I scratched it up
I guess, the Bentley truck, I'm killin' they act, uh
Get one in yo' back, there's one in yo' hat, huh
We sellin' it match, n*gga, keepin' it back
To Russia and back, n*gga
China to Europe, Europe to Africa, black
So run me my stacks, uh, two million in that, n*gga
Three million in that, four million in that, n*gga (Ay)
Put fifty in that, n*gga, a hunnid in this, I never could miss
n*gga, we jump out that b*tch, yeah, check off the list
You rappin' this, n*gga, we really do this
pus*y, you really's a b*tch
[Chorus: Rico Nasty & ScHoolboy Q]
n*gga, pop, dime piece, fo' piece, cop that
Bad b*tch, can't speak, she can't help it (Yeah)
n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop (Yeah)
n*gga, pop, dime piece, fo' piece, cop that (Pop, pop, pop)
Bad b*tch, can't speak (Woo!), she can't help it (Let's go)
n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop (Yeah, gang sh*t, suu)
n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga pop, n*gga
n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop, n*gga, pop (Woo-hoo, suu)

[Verse 2: Rico Nasty]
I ain't poppin' my sh*t, I keep a spear
I'm fresh as a mint, I'm hard as cement
You can't leave a dent, demolish him, finish him
We gon' belittle him, don't f*ck with little men
I'm not the middle man, b*tches was watchin'
You gotta be kiddin' me, riddle me this
How many times I gotta tell y'all motherf*ckas
Stop stealin' this sh—