Pop Off lyrics

[Intro: Cardi B]
Shattering glass
And motherf*ckers be like, "But what type of n*ggas will wife you?"
My type of n*ggas will wife me! The type of n*ggas that like b*tches that pop off and suck di*k all day motherf*ckin' long, bih
Thanks to all my followers that always defended me
Y'all like my god brothers and my god sisters
I would dead jump in your fight, I would dead jump in your fight
Now what's poppin?

[Hook: Cardi B]
Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war?
They talkin' sh*t? I'm takin' tops off
Jeans, off, weaves, off
Rings, off, everything, off
Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war?
They talkin' sh*t? I'm takin' tops off
Jeans, off, weaves, off
Rings, off, everything, off

[Verse 1: Cardi B]
I'm startin' to lose my patience, weak b*tches hatin'
b*tches throwing subs like I won't kick your face in
Baby mama's mad 'cause I'm in first place, and
When it comes to you b*tch, there's no conversation
I been to give it up grimy, I'm the Bronx b*tch, I'm feisty
"Cardi why you feisty?" Shut up b*tch, fight me
NY raised and so you know it's very likely
That when I hear some sh*t that I don't like, I get hype B
Who would wanna wife me? Your n*gga wanna wife me
You think 'cause I'm a stripper hoe, that n*gga won't think twice B?
Put this pus*y on his face, ride that sh*t nicely
Set his ass up, then you really ain't gon' like me
So what you tryna do? You and you and you
I feel some type a way, a b*tch finna get loose
Tell me what's the deal? I'm 'bout to start the hill
The wig is comin' off, sh*t 'bout to get real
[Hook: Cardi B]
Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war?
They talkin' sh*t? I'm takin' tops off
Jeans, off, weaves, off
Rings, off, everything, off
Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war?
They talkin' sh*t? I'm takin' tops off
Jeans, off, weaves, off
Rings, off, everything, off

[Verse 2: Casanova]
Got beef with Cardi B? I'm poppin' off
sh*t get hectic? I'ma drop it off
Oh you shinin'? Your chain and your watch is off
You was never with this sh*t, n*gga, knock it off
Youse a pus*y, and your whole block is soft
You caught feelings, could she ain't even drop you off
You thought that bag was gettin' you pus*y, not at all
You was gettin' lied, you ain't know she made that call
To the dog's dinner, and they starvin'
I gotta feed all 'em
I'maget that n*gga, you gon' get that b*tch
What they thought switched 'cause we both got rich?
Nah, we on the same time
You got yours, I got mine
You got a problem, get in line
It's Cardi B, and 2 times
[Hook: Cardi B]
Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war?
They talkin' sh*t? I'm takin' tops off
Jeans, off, weaves, off
Rings, off, everything, off
Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war?
They talkin' sh*t? I'm takin' tops off
Jeans, off, weaves, off
Rings, off, everything, off

[Verse 3: Cardi B]
sh*t, that b*tch six three and she bodied
Superman calves, and her shoulder somethin' retarded
I ain't backin' down, Cardi got the heart regardless
You gon' have to knock me out if you think I'ma forfeit
Gang gang, squad up, and have my n*ggas all on it
Pay a couple n*ggas and they had you out in a coffin
And I put that on my life, I really don't do this often
But the way I'm feelin' now, like whatever, I'm on it
Have you laid out on the stretcher with your socks off
Had the pastor prayin', like, "Sorry for your, loss"
Throw dirt on my name, you better pop off
My name ring bells like Mayweather, box off
I'm Cardi B, east coast newest contender
5'3" lookin' good with the nails bananas
Freddy Kruger on these b*tches, I cut their lights off
Should have read the memo, Cardi B pops off