Hey Pops lyrics

[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 b*tch, and I got that bag b*tch
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 Kiro, cost like two-Gs
Too much drip for all these n*ggas (Got too much drip for all thеse n*ggas)
I'm too sauced up on these women
And I don't talk much, 'cause this sh*t serious
I'm focused on winning, I don't no bendin'
Bags of packs, when this sh*t get weary
Black my chain and I black my earring
I got a stylist, stylin' me in all this sh*t, 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 n*ggas 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, b*tch, I need my bag back right now (Yeah)
I been feedin' her too good, I got that ass fat right now
Inside thirty-thousand, b*tch, I keep the cutter long and I keep fire
She geek up and keep talkin', wouldn't be nowhere near wrong, I kick the b*tch 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 b*tch, and I got that bag b*tch
That shorty red with long hair (Shorty red, with long hair)

[Outro]
I got some kids too