Pop Off

(Verse)

You dont want the smoke my **** back off

Pop off right from the jump where I came from me and the squad we do not slack off

Fuck all the slow shit, ima keep pushing and reach for the stars that's blastoff

I just wanna come and fuck up the game my **** that's all

(shit, wait)

Get the cash run it up

Run in yo crib and fuck it up

I'm the next thing I'm coming up

I have the greens not cutting up

Walked out breaking their necks

You dont got muscles but you tryna flex

Dont need drama I need checks

I'm next put that on the set

So many **** are claiming they down witcha

My flow is so sick, I'm more sicker

My rap is a art, draw more pictures

Dont need the fame, tryna get more richer

Most of these **** they doubted me

But when I starte poppin they start to route for me

I really hate **** speaking real truthfully

Cuz they regret and shit this what they do to me

Kickin shit, no Bruce Lee

Shoot the 30, get a nose bleed

Its funny when they assumed shit, youse a stupid bitch you never knew me

Nah dawg, I aint playing

I'm coming different, fuck whachu saying

Get the choppa then I get to spraying

Let the bullets fly, better get to praying

Everybody they are really phony

Hella stupid **** claiming we are homies

And a little skeezer acting she know me

No wonder why I'm on my lonely

My **** you stupid you think you are slick

This aint a movie but take all these clips

Go and say cheese while I'm shooting yo shit

Then make yo girl cream while I'm killing her shit

I'm never ever fucking wit the fake shit

GTA, leave a **** wasted

On the block wit the **** franklin sipping henny wit the gang leaving us really faded

Then after that back to being solo

Count the stash, back and forth

Like a yo-yo, do the dash

Not a slowpoke, said you love me

And wanna heal my heart but where the fuck did that shit go

(Bitch!)