Bop It! lyrics

[Verse 1: Drego]
b*tch, let me see that sh*t you doin' all on TikTok
Lil' baby, she a freak, she ride the di*k up to the tip-top
Lil' brodie, he a demon, killin' sh*t right in his flip-flops
Let off sixty, just a pitstop
She see me on and off the road, she wanna di*kride
Pocket full of blue faces like I'm Chrisean
Pour out some syrup for the guys, I swear I miss mine
Put a b*tch on the curb, I'ma serve, I'ma swerve
Man, I gotta move this work, yeah, I trap the first to third
Hit a b*tch from the 'burbs 'cause her daddy got the birds
f*ck with mines, we gon' purge, we gon' put you on a shirt
Grab a pop, I got drop, it don't stop
On thе block where it's hot
Try to pull up, boy, and catch a hundred shots
Can I see you pop, drop? Show mе how you ride a c*ck (Right, mwah)
I been doin' it since a kid, I can show you how to cop (I can show you how to cop)

[Verse 2: BabyTron & Beno]
I can show you how to shop, I can't show you how to stop
Go 'head, pour it in a pop, bro 'nem loadin' up the chops
Right
They like, "Bro, you hot," switch on every Glock
This my favorite f*ckin' thot, put her on every opp
Granny mad at cuddy 'cause he f*cked up every pop
Switchy on the blicky, we trippin' in every shop
I got two, three spots, pick and choose, you wanna cop
Sellin' dope, yup, since a kid, teach you how to make somethin' lock
Tell that b*tch to kick some rocks unless she givin' top
Tell that b*tch to kick some rocks unless she get the drop
Right
Gold 41, it look like a Grammy
I told her, "If we get pulled over, put this in your panties"
Playin' TRX, already pulled up in the Chally
I keep one up top, so it's gon' make it hard to hat me
She wanna f*ck, she a tuck
Duck smooth as f*ck
I'm the type to run up five hundred and cop Ferrari truck
We'll blow the party up, why you got your Cartis tucked?
Only hittin' Barbie sl*ts, buyin' all the Marni stuff
b*tch, we been bought all the Cartis up
Got this mink out of Narnia
Got these freaks on a party bus
We pull up, turn the party up
Out the way, I stay far as f*ck
Wouldn't play, wouldn't start with us
We'll pull through and spark it up
Let me see your arch and lift it up
Park his sh*t and hit him up
I don't care if he was ridin' with Jesus, do it look like I give a f*ck?
I'll hop on the back of a Cheetah, boy, for them Milwaukee Bucks
Brodie caught him one, caught him one, he just caught him one
[Verse 3: Drego]
I got a b*tch out of town, you know I'ma trip with her
Make it squirt, make it cream, she can do some tricks with it
Got a play on the block, so I had to quick-hit it
He said he 'bout to pull up, oh sh*t, I gotta quick-hit it