Hop Out lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Shine]
Hop out, bam, my pistol tucked
I made the b*tch get on my nuts
I held a Glock and watched him strut
Hollow tips rip through his guts
Had them bullets watchin' cut, ha, still can't watch it through
Yeah, my b*tch, she bad as sh*t (Jalen Go Kraz), got these b*tches mad as f*ck
I lost all the ones I loved
She just right next to me, I can't make this sh*t up
Tell me, "What do you want?"
Said, "I won't talk"
He said it was beef, I hit his b*tch to my song
Know I thought you was my type
Oh, you mad 'cause I'm at yo' b*tch house?
He tried to up this damn fye
Know I'll shoot this b*tch up
Drank givin' me hiccups
In the cell, I was doin' sit-ups
In that b*tch, I was doin' chin-ups
Haha (b*tch)

[Bridge: Summrs]
(Come here, come here)
(Rino, Rino), yeah
(Lil' Rino, lil' Rino, lil' Rino)
(It's lil' Rino and Shine, lil' Rino)
Go, go, go, oh, oh, oh (Jalen Go Kraz)
[Verse: Summrs]
Y'all n*ggas sip green, got a knot in my jeans
And my chain on freeze, she my California breeze
Do this sh*t with the ease, .223 in my jeans
b*tch, I got what you need
Get his ass clapped, put him off the map
She like how I rap, she know it ain't cap
Ridin' Maybach, she so laid back
Get 'em off my trail, they was on my back
Double R, blackout that b*tch, got extended mag
Make they ass get up in the car, until they f*ckin' get ya hat
He be talkin' crazy out the side of his neck 'til I get his ass splat
I heard yo' boyfriend pus*y and I heard that he a rat
I'll never switch on my partners, I got millions of dollars
I'll get his ass tied up, I'm with shottas, it's a problem
I'm a motherf*ckin' baby, I need my motherf*ckin' lean bottle
I don't pop no bottles, I f*ck model hoes, yeah, I love 'em
I'm a motherf*ckin' baby, I need my motherf*ckin' lean bottle
I don't pop no bottles, I f*ck model hoes, yeah, I love 'em (b*tch)

[Chorus: Lil Shine]
Hop out, bam, my pistol tucked
I made the b*tch get on my nuts
I held a Glock and watched him strut
Hollow tips rip through his guts
Had them bullets watchin' cut, ha, still can't watch it through
Yeah, my b*tch, she bad as sh*t (Jalen Go Kraz), got these b*tches mad as f*ck
I lost all the ones I loved
She just right next to me, I can't make this sh*t up
Tell me, "What do you want?"
Said, "I won't talk"
He said it was beef, I hit his b*tch to my song
Know I thought you was my type
Oh, you mad 'cause I'm at yo' b*tch house?
He tried to up this damn fye
Know I'll shoot this b*tch up
Drank givin' me hiccups
In the cell, I was doin' sit-ups
In that b*tch, I was doin' chin-ups
Haha