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pop - single - al99 lyrics

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intro:
what’s up with these n*ggas, man?
these f*ck n*ggas act like it’s that, when it ain’t that for real ha
shout out the real, shout out the family, man
okay, go

chorus:
pop! most of these n*ggas ain’t living the way that they say they be living that…
glock! stay with my n*ggas, they keep it up with ’em, up under their fendi and…
guap! always the mission; if it ain’t about digits, we ain’t tryna get in that
top! you see that we winning; you mad you ain’t get in, so now you just b*tching, man
ha! laugh at you n*ggas, the way you be tripping like children and women, yeah
thots! love it, they grinning, they dripping as soon as we walk in the building and…
rock! my n*ggas be pimping and getting that chicken; the bl!cky stay gripping, we…
pop! on any f*ck n*gga that’s thinking it’s sweet, when really, f*ck n*gga, it’s…
not!

verse:
my n*ggas official, they all pack a pistol or used to pack a pistol
never got a issue, gonna come and get you
if it’s up, n*ggas gonna send to blitz you
i be outside
if it’s a problem, n*gga, we can get it popping anytime
i be with guys that got homicides, got a bunch of nines, and they down to slide
i be with the k!llers and movers
my n*ggas is whoopers; we swoop in and turn up the party and make it a movement
i see how she looking, she looking enthused, she liking the way that i do this
i told her that booty was looking so juicy, she told me i’m reckless and ruthless
i know my influence is getting you boosted; let’s do it right after the movie
we make a film, make it hot, baby, make it pop
don’t wanna stop, just get up on top
whip it like a pot, make me f*cking rock
bring it f*cking back, make that ass clap
baby ass fat
wanna hear it smack, wanna see you grind it
pop it all night, i might just bust inside it
bridge:
hahaha
it really be like that when you a mack, n*gga
i been getting it since a child though
ain’t none of this new to me, n*gga
lame ass motherf*cking n*ggas, man

chorus:
pop! most of these n*ggas ain’t living the way that they say they be living that…
glock! stay with my n*ggas, they keep it up with ’em, up under their fendi and…
guap! always the mission; if it ain’t about digits, we ain’t tryna get in that
top! you see that we winning; you mad you ain’t get in, so now you just b*tching, man
ha! laugh at you n*ggas, the way you be tripping like children and women, yeah
thots! love it, they grinning, they dripping as soon as we walk in the building and…
rock! my n*ggas be pimping and getting that chicken; the bl!cky stay gripping, we…
pop! on any f*ck n*gga that’s thinking it’s sweet, when really, f*ck n*gga, it’s…
not!

verse:
let me break it down for you real quick, n*gga
n*ggas is hitters; you n*ggas some b*tches
i used to kind of want to fit in with ya
then i realized n*ggas lied, and they ain’t worth my motherf*cking time
n*ggas ain’t with it; my n*ggas be getting it
from out west to the birthplace of bishops
yeah, i know they be hating the way that i’m living; my name, it keep getting bigger
yeah, my pockets get richer, you n*ggas get sicker; don’t try it, we squeeze the trigger
if a n*gga starts tripping, i’ll lift it and clip him and leave him with the fishes
it’s about time that i did this so i can start building a kingdom for my kin ‘nem
l!cks we used to be hitting, but now we make music in hopes of making millions
sh*t about to start tripling, and when i’m winning, ain’t no coming back to kick it
b*tch, you thought that you litty; well, you ain’t on sh*t without the f*cking kitty
this about to get sticky; i’m back to a villain like when i kept the stick it…
seems like every time i try, motherf*ckers take my kindness for weakness
seen and believed it, couldn’t have dreamed it
put the pieces together, now i’m like “beat it.”
got a plan though
got a plan b, get that b*tch, get her on her f*cking knees
get that n*gga mad, have him spin back
got him trapped, now we ratatattat
grrra!
chorus:
pop! most of these n*ggas ain’t living the way that they say they be living that…
glock! stay with my n*ggas, they keep it up with ’em, up under their fendi and…
guap! always the mission; if it ain’t about digits, we ain’t tryna get in that
top! you see that we winning; you mad you ain’t get in, so now you just b*tching, man
ha! laugh at you n*ggas, the way you be tripping like children and women, yeah
thots! love it, they grinning, they dripping as soon as we walk in the building and…
rock! my n*ggas be pimping and getting that chicken; the bl!cky stay gripping, we…
pop! on any f*ck n*gga that’s thinking it’s sweet, when really, f*ck n*gga, it’s…
not!

outro:
9 god
born a legend, man
now only ones in my circle real deal family
like for real, if you ever felt some type of way about my sh*t
you was hating from the start, f*ck n*gga
been fake
been a snake
but f*ck all that, i know who really with me

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