162 (pop my sh*t) lyrics

[Chorus]
(Slatt)
(Yeah)
(Yessir, I ain’t worried)
Told her, baby gotta have some patience
I told her, baby gotta sit and wait
Yessir, I ain’t worried
f*ck all that bullsh*t, f*ck all that bullsh*t
Sitting and wait
(Woah, Yeah)
Sitting and wait
(Yeah, Yeah)
Sitting a-
(Yeah)
Pop out the mall or some (Yeah)
She off the Molly, jaw lockin’ (Yeah)
And that ass big as a sun (Go ahead)
I wanna f*ck, she wanna f*ck, slide hoe
Totin’ this big ass gun (Gun, Yeah)
n*gga wanna play, let ya ass get some (Yeah)
I don’t wanna shoot nobody, but I gotta choose me over anyone (Yeah)

[Verse]
Hmm
I’m getting paid to show up and just pop my sh*t, pop my sh*t (Pfft)
Hmm, these hoes getting slayed evеryday
Ain’t worried ‘bout nothin’, ain’t ’bout sh*t (Woo)
Yeah, I’m ‘bout to pick up the pack and throw it all, throw it all, that b*tch (Yеah)
Ain’t talkin’ multiple figures, man f*ck all that, f*ck all that sh*t (C'mon)
Huh, my voice is like a saxophone, she say I turn her on (Turn her on)
I burn the burner phone
The copper’s asking questions, I don’t know
All I know is chose (Yeah)
All I know is chose, and multiple hoes
If I play my ace, gon’ fold
Play my ace you gon’ fold, you don’t got no bone (b*tch)
I got my people
This b*tch got a bag
Said she want a sequel, I f*ck her again
Huh, how many times is this money gon’ spin back?
That sh*t keep calling me, that sh*t my friend
Homicide’s over the city, I drop them like Batman
f*ck n*gga you can’t repent (Hell nah)
We pop a bottle this sh*t is expensive
Dom Perignon and it’s worth every cent
[Chorus]
(Slatt)
(Yeah)
(Yessir, I ain’t worried)
Told her, baby gotta have some patience
I told her, baby gotta sit and wait
Yessir, I ain’t worried
f*ck all that bullsh*t, f*ck all that bullsh*t
Sitting and wait
(Woah, Yeah)
Sitting and wait
(Yeah, Yeah)
Sitting a-
(Yeah)
Pop out the mall or some (Yeah)
She off the Molly, jaw lockin’ (Yeah)
And that ass big as a sun (Go ahead)
I wanna f*ck, she wanna f*ck, slide hoe
Totin’ this big ass gun (Gun, Yeah)
n*gga wanna play, let ya ass get some (Yeah)
I don’t wanna shoot nobody, but I gotta choose me over anyone (Yeah)

[Verse]
Hmm, I’m getting paid to show up and just pop my sh*t, pop my sh*t (Pfft)
Hmm, hmm
Yeah, I’m ‘bout to pick up the pack and throw it all, throw it all, that b*tch (Yeah)