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POPPED OUT
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Hip-Hop/Rap
POPPED OUT was released on July 18, 2022 by OFF EARTH 700 as a part of the album SUNBOY
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AlbumSUNBOY
Release DateJuly 18, 2022
LabelOFF EARTH 700
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM103

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mikel Simonette Livingston
Mikel Simonette Livingston
Songwriter
Blake Ambrose
Blake Ambrose
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
1gorillaglue
1gorillaglue
Producer

Lyrics

Popped out, rocks out, watch out, Glocks out
Better duck when the shots out
Good drank, in the club, pullin' wock out
What you think? In the club, we gon' rock out
She a freak, she just wanna pull my cock out
Fuck it, I'ma beat up the pussy, give it a knock out
Don't care if you know me or not, baby, I got clout
And I heard you got them infections, giving that hot mouth
My young **** sell weed out his pops house
College educated but related to the dropouts
And all they wanna do is slide with the mops out
Like how the fuck it's winter time but it's hot out
Backwood lookin' like a monkey tail
Told that bitch back-back, she got a funky smell
New pack came in, got a skunky smell
Young **** gettin' rich off of junkie sales
Shotgun, shoot fire, that's the pump from hell
He was tryna false claim and got jumped in jail
Keep my lips sealed, I ain't got nothin' to tell
Goin' all in, I don't see a reason to bail, ****
Popped out, rocks out, watch out
Glocks out, better duck when the shots out
Popped out, rocks out, watch out
Glocks out, better duck when the shots out
Box out, defense, better watch out
Now, now, she lit, she a high cloud
Chow, chow, she the shit, screamin' loud now
I doubt she gonna quit after she knocked out
Mine now, so legit, she can't find out
Lights out, she gonna undress and take her top out
Metal head, she wanna confess and bring the nice out
Put her on the bed, when the night drops, she might crop
Raise her head up, that's when I sprout
Put her head down, she gon' pout-pout
Heard what you said, you a mouse-mouse
Oh, you just like Mickey
And the weed I be on, it be oh-so-sticky
If she try to do me wrong, I'll be gone in a minute
Told her leave her kids at home, cause the road is tricky
Blew a hole through her soul, she was gone like Ricky
For real, know exactly why she on my trail
Pounds on me, but I'm losin' weight, I don't need a scale
Zombies comin, we gon' do the wraith, fire sale
Know she want me, I don't do the date, she tauntin
She gon' do the wait and now she pale
Give her something, then I move away and watch her sail
Written by: Blake Ambrose, Mikel Simonette Livingston
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