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4pops
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4pops κυκλοφόρησε στις 4 Σεπτεμβρίου 2026 από Sickworld Media Group ως μέρος του άλμπουμ REAL VIRGO 2
ΆλμπουμREAL VIRGO 2
Released4 Σεπτεμβρίου 2026
ΕτικέταSickworld Media Group
ΓλώσσαEnglish
BPM97
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I got a phone full of shit that's on go
I got Chrome Hearts lens and some more
I been in my bag in my glo
I hop in that Jag then I go
I be outchea' countin' bands selling smoke
What's your name? I ain't save it I don't know
He a lame he be saving that lil' hoe
Dude, don't even know his bitch be all up in my phone
I was, swervin' and drivin' I don't even know where I'm going
I came"officer I'm sorry I'm just going home"
Pfft, man these **** don't be putting nothing on
I feel like Jeezy for my city I put on
He seen a bad hoe and he turned into stone
You ain't talkin' 'bout no pape' I'm probably hanging up the phone, c'mon
One pop, two pop, three pop, four
Smoking on that za but I be serving out the low
House full of bad shit, mouth full of gold
Bitch gettin' nasty for a bankroll
Shid, I'll come hoodie on, it ain't even cold
Then my girl on that trippin' shit, bitch I'm getting blowed
Shit, bend it over let your hands touch the floor
We got bands in the air, let them bands hit the floor
I got a
I got a
I got a bad lightskin and she lickin' it
I got my G-Nikes on and my Dickie fit
Fine shit a pick-me, fuck, I'm pickin' it
Another **** like me bitch you kidding me
I don't got my texts on read I'm illiterate
He droppin' all that trash shit, **** littering
I don't get up in my heart but bitch I get it in
And if my first choice ain't going ima hit the friend
And you better say nothing
It's not my fault you wasn't fucking
I was getting topped off back of the black truck
Drunk playing Top Golf I can't even much swing
Money stack tall, money Shaq, Yao Ming
Darkskin fine shit, look like Yakamein
One pop, two pop, three pop, four
Smoking on that za but I be serving out the low
House full of bad shit, mouth full of gold
Bitch gettin' nasty for a bankroll
Shid, I'll come hoodie on, it ain't even cold
Then my girl on that trippin' shit, bitch I'm getting blowed
Shit, bend it over let your hands touch the floor
We got bands in the air, let them bands hit the floor
Written by: Ashton Butler
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