Pop Out lyrics

by

CARTIER HENDRIX


[Hook: CARTIER HENDRIX]
I listened to yo sh*t for free
And I still want my money back
I'm in the trap where the thugs was at
They showing love and I'm loving that
I made a play for a hunnid racks
I ran it up just to run it back
I'm in the crib where my gun was at
I'm in the crib where my gun was at
I listened to yo sh*t for free
And I still want my money back
I'm in the trap where the thugs was at
They showing love and I'm loving that
I made a play for a hunnid racks
I ran it up just to run it back
I'm in the crib where my gun was at
I'm in the crib where my gun was at

[Verse: CARTIER HENDRIX]
You get hit my n*gga
22 22's bust at yo hip my n*gga
Dirty face I sell dank and I sip drank my n*gga
f*ck you think my n*gga
Skeezer skank they get hit up in the paint my n*gga
I do not f*ck with no regular I used to trap off the cellular
I went from house to house the chopper it sing just like Bellinger
You want beef with me but I don't know what they been telling ya
Cause we leave bodies my n*gga
I'm talkin' bout bodies my n*gga
Big house with a lobby my n*gga
No tic tic tic but I got yo b*tch get rich like Roddy my n*gga
And I hit that sh*t count racks shoot sticks my gotdamn hobbies lil n*gga
You talking bout racks im talking bout racks but my sh*t just stack a lil different
Bad b*tch throw back a lil different

[Hook: CARTIER HENDRIX]

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