Pop sh*t lyrics
by 2Rare
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Got that beat from Jumbo) Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: 2rare]
Treat you like a pimple, we gon' pop sh*t
I been wildin'
I score just like Batman, me and Brill, we robbin'
You still f*ck around with them f*ck arounds, on opp sh*t
You ain't f*ck me then, tryna f*ck me now, b*tch, stop it
[Verse 1: Brill]
Her sh*t bouncing like hydraulics
Baby, stop it
Huh, be tryna f*ck me 'cause she see a n*gga poppin'
Call my n*ggas, yeah, they drop sh*t
Yeah, they pop sh*t
This is not yo' cheese, dummy, you ain't got chips
[Verse 2: 2rare]
Not on the gas, boy, I am not your speed
Black and white diamonds like piano keys
'Cause we put stains on tees
You might just need some bleach
'Cause we stay with them choppers just like we NLE (Haha)
[Verse 3: Bril]
It's Bril, get help
Come through, he slide with the pump (Ooh)
All of these b*tches, they love me
All of these b*tches wanna f*ck me (Ooh)
She suck my di*k while her tummy get gummy (di*khead)
Bad lil' b*tch go dummy (di*khead)
Yeah, get humpy (Huh, huh), get (Huh, di*khead)
[Verse 4: 2rare]
These lil' b*tches, uh-huh
Throw it way back, uh-huh
Heard you do check, don't run
Except to let me bust
Bust sh*t open, on my body, lotion
Buggin' me like roaches
They gas you up, you smokin'
[Verse 5: Bril & 2rare]
I'm smokin' on exotic, this sh*t done got me fried
Bet she f*cked the bros, yeah
Bet she f*cked the guys (The guys)
Call my homie, Sy
He wipe your nose like snot (Snot)
n*ggas throwin' shots
Talkin' bout what I got
[Chorus: 2rare]
Treat you like a pimple, we gon' pop sh*t
I been wildin'
I score just like Batman, me and Brill, we robbin'
You still f*ck around with them f*ck arounds, on opp sh*t
You ain't f*ck me then, tryna f*ck me now, b*tch, stop it
[Outro: Bril]
Get humpy (Come here)
Get humpy (Come here)
Give me those, hol' on
Wipe your nose, hol' on
Rake it off, hol' on (di*khead, hol' on)
di*khead (Hol' on), di*khead (Hol' on)
di*khead (Hol' on, come here), di*khead (Hol' on)
di*khead (Hol' on, come here), di*khead (Hol' on, come here)
Hol' on (Hol', hol' on)
Hol' on (Hol', hol' on)
Hol' on (Hol', hol' on, get 'em here, get 'em here)
Hol' on (Hol', hol' on)
Hol' on (Hol', hol' on, get 'em here, he's a di*khead)
Hol' on (Hol', hol' on, get 'em here, he's a di*khead)
Hol' on (Hol', hol' on, get 'em here, he's a di*khead)
Hol' on (Hol', hol' on)
di*khead, you back, f*ckin' and runnin' a track (You better)
b*tch on my di*k and my— (You better), yeah, b*tch on my di*k and my pants (You better)
I run that (You better), right back, runnin' and it pickin' it back (You better)
Runnin' and it pickin' it back (You better)
Okay, b*tch, I'm pickin' it up