Pop My Sh*t

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Uh
First off
Let me pop my shit
Hold on
Let me talk my shit
I'm at dis' party
Wit' yo bitch
I'm at dis' party
Wit' my clique
We gettin' lit up to dis' shit
Hoe don't let me grab my stick
Cause I ain't tryna ruin shit

Cause I'm just tryna
Have a good time
I'm from dat' city
But dem' niggas know me
From dem' state lines
We sendin' shots
Right through his window
He need Safelite
Just popped dis' pill
Up in da' air
I'm hoping it's a safe flight

Uh
F*ck it
I'm on cloud 9
They ain't know dat' I was
Bout' mine
Until I hit bout' 9
Up in space I'm floatin' wit' it
Like a fuckin satellite
All my niggas gon'
Find out his Lo
When we pop out at night

Uh
I just can't speak up on it
Seen her lookin' fly
Up in dat' club
I'm tryna creep up on it
Ridin' on these 50's
But hell nah
It ain't no Jeep up on it
How I'm supposed to
Trust these niggas
They can't even keep a promise

For real
I can't even trust em'
Heard she be wit' all
Dem' niggas i ain't even
Tryna touch her
We get dat' check
We count dis' shit up like
It's nothin'
Shoot my shot
Above dat' rim lil bitch
I'm tryna get my buckets
F*ck it

Why you speak
If you ain't spoke to?
They ask me
Why I work so hard?
It's cause I'm supposed to
I split dat' ticket
Wit' my mans
Cause he was broke too
And you ain't standin' on
No business
If she drivin' you

Uh
And dat' shit sad
You a L man's
She tryna f*ck
She see we up
And we got hella bands
Tryna pack dat' show out
We rock out
We got hella fans
He wondering why
He can't even be himself
Cause he got hella friends

The loudest one
Up in dat' room be da'
Weakest
He can't hop up on my team
If he ain't playin' wit'
No defense
If I did what I just did
It ain't no way dat'
I'd be speakin'
I be out da' way
Locked up in da' crib
I got my reasons

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