POP OUT (feat. Big I-N-D-O, Milly Mo, Jasscole & BB)

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CUZZOS

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Listen, always had niggas jumpin' like Jordan, yeah, I been been
I got my own, but he gon' spend regardless, so that's a win-win
Never had to do too much, you play with me, my niggas gon' spin
The block is hot, they scope the scene out, Indo say when
These hoes be poppin' lip by basic shit, that's what you supposed to do
Bitches scary in the field, lawn chairs, you're foldable
Shit gotta be in you, can't break down the code to you
Bitches think they scheming, don't believe them, ho, I'm on to you
CUZZOS on the come up, so these lame niggas triggered
Leaving niggas on read, they mad they can't caress my figure
I'm a cold bitch, now imagine me with six figures
I kept it solid, ass got bigger, so my old nigga bitter
Pop out, I be chillin', what's the vibe
Top down in yo city and we live
Knock out, first round, not a fight
Blue hundred dollar bills, pussy fallin' from the sky
Pop out, I be chillin', what's the vibe
Top down in yo city and we live
Knock out, first round, not a fight
Blue hundred dollar bills, pussy fallin' from the sky
Tryna quit fuckin' this hoe nigga, I can't help it, it's addicting
Steady talkin' like you got it, but ain't never touched a million
Gang banger bitches pressured, silly hoe, I'm a civilian
Said I turned down a fade, could you point me to a witness?
Exactly, me fallin' off would make you buster bitches happy
I don't care at all, we could play ball, bitch, I'm Jackie
This ain't a race, bitch, I got bands, f*ck a track me
We could f*ck tonight, boy, just get up in that backseat
He starstruck, cause I'm the one
I'm sockin' bitches just for fun
I come around, they give it up
I got 'em yellin', Milly comin
Them ain't my titties, that's the drum
You poppin' shit, well, show me some
I don't know what's up with none
Pop out, I be chillin', what's the vibe
Top down in yo city and we live
Knock out, first round, not a fight
Blue hundred dollar bills, pussy fallin' from the sky
Pop out, I be chillin', what's the vibe
Top down in yo city and we live
Knock out, first round, not a fight
Blue hundred dollar bills, pussy fallin' from the sky
It's some gangstas in the building
Couple thugs up in the back
Throw some hunnids in the air
And these hoes don't know how to act
It's some shooters and this bitch
And if you tryna hit the block
We can spin down on them hoes
Knock them bitches off they socks, uh
Pretty bitch, but niggas already knew that
Standin' on business, but bitches can't ever do that
They know my name, they see you and they like, who that?
On these niggas' heads like Bow- Wow and velvet durags
Pop out, I be chillin', what's the vibe
Top down in yo city and we live
Knock out, first round, not a fight
Blue hundred dollar bills, pussy fallin' from the sky
Pop out, I be chillin', what's the vibe
Top down in yo city and we live
Knock out, first round, not a fight
Blue hundred dollar bills, pussy fallin' from the sky
True jeans with the ring, yeah, I'm clean
Bad bitch, he'll give me anything that I need
Anything that I drive, it's gon' be hella clean
I know motherfuckin' coroner, but I'm steppin' on the scene
Yeah
Let me pop my shit
Real bad bitches can floss like this
And talk like this, and my bank account green
Fat ass checks, all commas in between
It's not a bitch fuckin' with me in sight
Nice ass body tellin' me that it's right
Real top tier, top of your head like a halo
Cool ass bitch, but you better lay low
Pop out, I be chillin', what's the vibe
Top down in yo city and we live
Knock out, first round, not a fight
Blue hundred dollar bills, pussy fallin' from the sky
Pop out, I be chillin', what's the vibe
Top down in yo city and we live
Knock out, first round, not a fight
Blue hundred dollar bills, pussy fallin' from the sky

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