Pop Out lyrics

by

CashMoneyAP


Jay Anonymous - Pop Out (Prod. CashMoneyAp)


Woah woah woah woah woah (Opening)

(Chorus)
“Designer on, I know how to flex, Taking the test, Im really finnese, busting a move, Get out the room, these diamonds is fussing, They sick of the news, pinky ring diamonds, they Blinding you too, blasting my music, you know what i do, chasing a bag, better give me loot, Testing my aim, better know that i shoot

Calling me artist, im balling like harden, n*gga im paving the way, Get out of my way, b*tches all up in my face, getting the money, you know what i say, pulling a stack and im making it rain, Hitting a stain as im doing the race, knowing my name, You seeing my fame, you n*ggas is really some lames”


(Verse 1)
Im on a vacay, strapped with A.K, back pack on, im ready to spray, Get out my way, You b*tches is late, Im airin it out, You n*ggas is cake

Doing my dance, Your b*tch on my di*k, She loving my style, im seeing her smile, Rich n*gga vibes, Look at my eyes, Im really to high, n*ggas is wise

(Verse 2)
Born in the bx , where n*ggas is rowdy, n*ggas dying everyday, skies is cloudy, even on the sunny days, sh*t gets hectic, in any way, ready to spray, f*ck all the jakes, You n*ggas is pus*y, im locking the gates, Give me the plate, Im holding my weight, you n*ggas is loving to hate

(Verse 3)
f*ck all the ops, Middle fingers to the cops, im pulling a shot, Im skipping a spot, im making it hot, Smoking this weed, while im plotting alot, Why am i beefing wit n*ggas who p*ssin in pots, these n*ggas is wild, They needed to stop, when i pull up they ready to flop, You n*ggas is ready to drop


(Chorus)
“Designer on, I know how to flex, Taking the test, Im really finnese, busting a move, Get out the room, these diamonds is fussing, They sick of the news, pinky ring diamonds, they Blinding you too, blasting my music, you know what i do, chasing a bag, better give me loot, Testing my aim, better know that i shoot

Calling me artist, im balling like harden, n*gga im paving the way, Get out of my way, b*tches all up in my face, getting the money, you know what i say, pulling a stack and im making it rain, Hitting a stain as im doing the race, knowing my name, You seeing my fame, you n*ggas is really some lames “

(Verse)
Run up a check, Got all the money, you n*ggas is wack, keep it a rack, i feel like the plug, the way that i stack, you feeling my vibe the way that i trap, running a lap, You n*ggas is rats, Toting them poles, like you seeing a ghost, You know ima the host, better get up and go, these shells is leaving you froze

(Verse )
Spinning blocks, got alot of fans , can't wait till i make it, I know i can take it, Im giving my all, you n*ggas is off, bullets is flying, they hitting you home, Connecting the dots right to your dome, Im money hungry better get out my zone, before i run up in front of your home, you better have lowered your tone




(Chorus)
“ Designer on, I know how to flex, Taking the test, Im really finnese, busting a move, Get out the room, these diamonds is fussing, They sick of the news, pinky ring diamonds, they Blinding you too, blasting my music, you know what i do, chasing a bag, better give me loot, Testing my aim, better know that i shoot

Calling me artist, im balling like harden, n*gga im paving the way, Get out of my way, b*tches all up in my face, getting the money, you know what i say, pulling a stack and im making it rain, Hitting a stain as im doing the race, knowing my name, You seeing my fame, you n*ggas is really some lames “

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