Pop My sh*t lyrics

[Intro: YFN Lucci]
Aye they can't hold me yea I can't
Yea fly n*gga ugh
Hey
Aye Ju you know my uncle was a pimp n*gga
Yea Yea

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
I might break a b*tch just like Goldie
I'm like Vontae yea they can't hold me
Yea I'm going to pop my sh*t
Yea they ain't stopping sh*t
Yea we got Glocks with sticks
Yea we going to mop some sh*t
Yea see I'm a boss lil n*gga you unemployed
I'm a ball player and all my n*ggas got floor seats

[Bridge: YFN Trae Pound]
You ain't fly as me
You ain't fly as me
He ain't fly as me
He ain't fly as me

[Verse 1: YFN Trae Pound]
Pound a g south beach I might push a v
My wrist a ski slope of coke like I'm pushing keys
Twin Glocks but no Pusha T
What happеned to that boy
He going to meet him if he mеntion me
Big bankroll make her drop them panties instantly
She ain't getting sh*t but some di*k and some micky dees
Weed strong talking Hercules
Need my perc's and my lean that's the only thing that work for me
Homie looking like he need a job come and work for me
No shrik ready to burn something I'm talking third degree
Chinchilla big ole fur on me and I ain't never heard of you but i bet you heard of me cause I might
[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
I might break a b*tch just like Goldie
I'm like Vontae yea they can't hold me
Yea I'm going to pop my sh*t
Yea they ain't stopping sh*t
Yea we got Glocks with sticks
Yea we going to mop some sh*t
Yea see I'm a boss lil n*gga you unemployed
I'm a ball player and all my n*ggas got floor seats
[Bridge: YFN Trae Pound]
You ain't fly as me
You ain't fly as me
He ain't fly as me
He ain't fly as me

[Verse 2: Dimiko]
You would’ve thought I was a pimp by the way I break a b*tch
I’m the flyest in this b*tch, I feel like I'm a pilot I’m the sh*t
Keep that stick in my pocket don’t play with me Ima pop it
Hop In that foreign then I takeoff like a rocket
Don’t listen to that nonsense
We the ones that's really popping
We got sticks & drums like we in a band
Running up them bands selling grams
4nem swerving thru the land
Eyes low like I'm from Japan
Lil b*tch I’m da man fan hoes eat what’s in my pants
Floor seats the way we balling in the streets you would’ve thought I was in the league
Lil n*gga I can employ u I got the best white
Pounds in the neighbors saying turn it down that sh*t loud
She f*ck Lucci now she want to f*ck me
I f*ck her after that Pound hit her
U seeing me but I don’t see u
pus*y n*gga I wouldn't want to be you
[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
I might break a b*tch just like Goldie
I'm like Vontae yea they can't hold me
Yea I'm going to pop my sh*t
Yea they ain't stopping sh*t
Yea we got Glocks with sticks
Yea we going to mop some sh*t
Yea see I'm a boss lil n*gga you unemployed
I'm a ball player and all my n*ggas got floor seats
[Bridge: YFN Trae Pound]
You ain't fly as me
You ain't fly as me
He ain't fly as me
He ain't fly as me