lirik lagu pop yo shit (feat. mani jaee & tay bandz) – dj tay b.
whoa
whoa
you’re in the mix with the one and only
mr taytookyagirl
bad b*tch pop yo sh*t
real n*gga pop yo sh*t
look at the ice on my wrist, all of these diamonds they hit
these n*ggahs ain’t bout sh*t
he ain’t talking bout sh*t
strapped in this b*tch with them macs and them rugers
don’t get us p*ssed off
bad b*tch pop yo sh*t (pop yo sh*t yea yea yea)
real n*ggah talk yo sh*t (talk yo sh*t)
my n*ggahs a hit some
my b*tch she official
when i walk in the door they gone stare
so you know i gotta pop my sh*t
disco ball on my wrist
young n*gga ask how i got it i told em to run it up
my team on my back
and i put in work just to make sure n0body can f*ck with us
i’m talking my sh*t
and for n*ggas who hatin just lay down cuz n*gga it’s up with us
b*tch i’m a kick it for all of them nights i was broke
in the crib tryna make a lil come up
flex on a b*tch with a b*tch that i met on the gram
and she bout it i dare you to run up
and not to mention she flexible
before i bless her, i make sure she edible
then when she blessing me lord it’s incredible
that’s not my b*tch tho if we being technical
tryna cop me a matte black 4 door
foreign with the forgiato’s sittin on 4 4’s
cuz got the pressure coming to me for the low tho
wrap or wood either way i’m a blow tho
tryna cop me a matte black 4 door
foreign with the forgiato’s sittin on 4 4’s
cuz got the pressure coming to me for the low tho
wrap or wood either way i’m a blow tho
haha b*tch
hmm
bad b*tch pop yo sh*t (pop yo sh*t yea yea yea)
real n*ggah talk yo sh*t (real n*gga talk yo sh*t)
my n*ggas a hit some (for mee)
my b*tch she official
uhh
my n*ggas a hit sum (they gon hit sum)
my b*tch she official (she so bad bad bad)
my n*ggas a hit sum
blu money maf
hold up hold up
all my b*tches pop they sh*t
all of em bad dena b*tch
you don’t want no smoke in this b*tch
all of my n*ggas be strapped
we snuck in this b*tch with them sticks
book a young n*gga
i pop my sh*t
shut up lol b*tch yeen talm bout sh*t
cartier wrist
cost a lil money when you drip like this
this
s/o to freddie
now young n*ggas eatin
they eyes on a kid and i know they believe me
i took off on n*ggas
i know that they see me
compete with no n*gga so how you gone beat me?
b*tch i’m that n*gga so watch you treat me
watch how you talk to a n*gga
nah i can’t stop for them n*ggas
and my b*tch bad she gone rock for a n*gga
rock rock rock
bad b*tch pop yo sh*t ahh (pop yo sh*t yea yea yea)
real n*ggah talk yo sh*t ahh (real n*gga talk yo sh*t ah)
my n*ggahs a hit some (for me)
my b*tch she official
uhh my b*tch she official
blu money mafia aye
pop yo sh*t yea yea yea
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