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bad shit - pop b lyrics

[verse]
cut a few n*ggas off, this sh*t gettin’ mixy
wixk, scapped, why he ain’t get busy?
when bro threw shots, had lee fro dizzy
from the m to the dale we get busy
bloodhound, slide through the opps, q50
my b*tch actin’ bad, i don’t know if she wit’ me
i’m sippin’ on lean, i don’t do henny
word to bro i done threw at the crowd
bro callin’ my phone like we out to the*
tryna fl!ck on the wokk, everybody get down
what? word to bro i was just spinnin’ forest, if i saw a opp i was gunnin’ him down
miguel got beat wit’ the chop, he a clown
throwin’ shot after shot if i go to the pound
noface ducked, why is he hound?
back to back in the dale, i was spinnin’ around
free booda, got booked for the pole
b*tch that’s twin, so y’all know how it go
word to bro we was spinnin’, seen cops on monroe
jay5ive almost died, i could put it on bro
the mish’ actin’ bad, she elite with her throat
and she ride on the d*ck like she ridin’ the boat
i don’t smoke deads ’cause that sh*t be the float
i put my gun in the bag that she tote
if he fall for the line that’s the murder she wrote
i’m tryna bend through the f, catch melly or fro we gon’ do ’em like x
mdot, beat wit’ the g, he was fessed
mdot leg, and pop g chest
i’m done playin’, boy you could call me a ref
aj went right but he should’ve got left
tic*tac*toe when we rollin’ up x
jah, tight, they ain’t spin for him yet
these n*ggas is pups gettin’ sent to the vet
new b*tch i’m in love wit’, her p*ssy is wet
how the f*ck i’m in love wit’ a* i just met? sh*t weird
them n*ggas that stay actin’ tough, in real life they p*ssy, them n*ggas is scared
every scene i was on i always came prepared
yeah i got hopped, it took away my fear
i was spinnin’ on opps and smilin’ ear to ear
emery died, and yeah i shed some tears
if the cops get behind then i switchin’ the gear
hollow tips hurt like the electric chair
i can’t f*ck wit’ too many, everybody*
hollow tips hurt like the electric chair
i can’t f*ck wit’ too many, everybody weird
i was in love wit’ a b*tch, she was f*ckin’ the bros
told bro “yo this sh*t so weird”
i’m the heart of this sh*t, and i’m going to jail before i die
i told ’em push up if they dare
i’m dumpin’ the clip, so just cover your ear
most times when i spun ain’t n0body was there
i got so much pride i might punch in a bear
how many times we was bendin’ through bronxdale?
i’m tellin’ you n0body there
i did a drill and i f*cked up my denims
seen opps shed tears but ain’t n0body care
i look to the left and i look to the right when i’m spinnin’ through forest, but n0body there

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