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Pop It
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Pop It was released on May 7, 2025 by IceBirds as a part of the album IceBirds Project 4
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Release DateMay 7, 2025
LabelIceBirds
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM68

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jordan Sparrow
Jordan Sparrow
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Sparrow
Jordan Sparrow
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jaimoe
Jaimoe
Producer

Lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen, my main man, Jaimoe
Ain't gotta cap, I'ma get to the racks
No, it's not tennis, I play with the racks
No, it's not magic, we puttin' the racks on your hat
I'm good in the hood, but I stay with a gat
Pour the drank while I'm in a Hellcat
Keep me some work tryna get me a sack
I put in the work every day, I ain't gotta wear slacks
Stackin' 'em hard, ain't cuttin' no slack
He drop a diss but ain't havin' no sack
What the hell?
Still in the street tryna stay out of jail
I did some shit that I never could—
I did some shit that I never could tell
It been a minute, I'm still doin' swell
Wake up everyday, gotta get to the racks, I won't fail
Call the gang, they gon' spinnin'
I got Chrome Heart jeans and frames, who pop shit like us?
I got all these diamond chains, who pop shit like us?
On my clothes it's not a stain, who pop shit like us?
All my **** really on it, who pop shit like us?
All my **** got that aim, who pop shit like us?
And we all havin' some motion, no, they not like us
Ayo, pass me that two-liter, grab some double cups
Got that Easter pink and purple, time to mix it up
Ayy, my Rollie got that glitter
Your girl call every day and tell me I'm that ****
What the fuck?
Hop in the street, run it up
They say I get money, I don't get enough
These **** diamonds too little
My diamonds is biggest, the biggest, the fuck
I don't need mota, lil' bitch, the lil' bitty, lil' bitty bih', the fuck
I'm rockin' the shades all-black, you know I ain't fuckin' rockin' no Buffs
I went and pulled out a sack, now this lil' bih' wanna jump in the cuffs
I had to tell her, "Relax"
They know we play with the racks
Ayy, this jacket I got on cost a pint
This 'fit cost a chain, this chain cost a house
We sip more than your car
I shine just like a—
Ayy, I shine just like a star
I got Chrome Heart jeans and frames, who pop shit like us?
I got all these diamond chains, who pop shit like us?
On my clothes it's not a stain, who pop shit like us?
All my **** really on it, who pop shit like us?
All my **** got that aim, who pop shit like us?
And we all havin' some motion, no, they not like us
Ayo, pass me that two-liter, grab some double cups
Got that Easter pink and purple, time to mix it up
Written by: Jordan Sparrow
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