Pop Rocks (feat. Yung Milky) [Bonus Track]

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The Nittany Owls

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Sippin codeine, got a cough 
Throwing my balls I'm Jared Goff 
Drink designer we drink ciroc 
Swag so fresh it goes outta stock
Talkin hot big man load the glock
Hit you two times your girl in shock
Homers out the park like Nicky Koch 
Pull up to the spot go drip drop
Got fashion wearin crocs 
Me and Yung Judd we poppin rocks
Gettin fried at chalk talks
With ditty and we doin stocks 
Drug test needa detox
Got your girl on the locks
Steal your girl like a hawk
Judd and I stay poppin rocks

Poppin and Rockin 
Your girl and I fockin 
Hit from behind need to stay locked in
Choppin and hoppin 
At work I clock in
Yelling up a storm like imma mclaughlin 
Shoppin and droppin
Your shots I be blockin 
Swimming the relays like I am a Bachman 
Plottin and mobbin
Your girl should be toppin 
Judd and I with the rocks stay poppin

All this cash it come out the drain
So much money I make it rain
Took yo thot and she gave me brain
She wildin out so we run a train 
Flooded out freezing with my chain
Dab on my sweater but it don't stain
Pop champagne but we don't talk 
All we do now is stay poppin rocks

Take yo girl out shopping spree
Money so large it comes off the tree
Imma finesser get lunch for free
Pull up it's wet straight from three
Car go fast call it a banshee
Whipping through Lansdale in a Grand Prix
Buckets on your head I drop forty
Shooting in the paint call me Kobe
Hit him with the cross, like I'm holy
Back in the dale everybody knows me
I pull up in the rolls like I'm jay Z
So much money, only seventeen
Stand on my benjis countin money
Popped in on this track with the energy 
Im the fuckin man, you know I'm big T
Shootin at these boys call me KD
Flipped my ex quicker than a gram
Study her all night but she's not an exam
Got four bitches hittin grand slams 
Mission accomplished shoutout Caden
Hit from the back she say, "god damn"
Knows what she wants, that's the milkman
Your girl givin top but she ain't a fan
Havin her melt like a snowman

I got em staring, they watching and looking 
Ain't no comparing, the songs I be cookin 
They know I'm rare and I'm open for bookings 
Worried about reps I'm on the next step 
They playing checkers, I move into chess
Pull on a scene me and gang fresh 
Living the dream I feel like the best 
Pop rocks, the next phase?
F*ck yea, the golden age 
Look at the charts,hit gold like sage 
Straight from the heart and soul, in flames 
Hot shots in the ice age
Spark em up, get em back on stage
The hills have eyes, but I smoke a face,
And when I'm high, I jog in skates 
But In the Jetta, it's all gas no brakes 
Stay up all night on adult swim 
Ever since then, the lights have dimmed 
Line at my door, please come in 
Light up my door so they know I can't win,  
Trapped in the stu, I am forced to make hits 
Rap in the booth, the sourin air rips 
I got the juice touching my lips
Rani the man, makin no tips
They selling out, they going bad 
If poppin these rocks make ya mad 
Then don't be shocked that the world is flat
I'm the reason dale on the map
Wasn't cause of some parade  
Don't leave a trail, I know my way 
Never borrowed my bars, I just convey 
Don't worry about tomorrow, we're here to stay 

Poppin and Rockin 
Your girl and I fockin 
Hit from behind need to stay locked in
Choppin and hoppin 
At work I clock in
Yelling up a storm like imma mclaughlin
Shoppin and droppin
Your shots I be blockin 
Swimming the relays like I am a Bachman 
Plottin and mobbin
Your girl should be toppin 
Judd and I with the rocks stay poppin

Killing pussy like my name the terminator 
I've been giving out the milk and that's the bitches favorite flavor
F*ck the haters
I do what I please
I'm a yung country rapping jolly nigga look at me
It's the milky and I'm wit T and Judd
We finna pop up on these rocks and then we heading to the club
You bring the baddies and Imma bring the bud 
If a nigga run up on us imma lay him in the mud
Always plotting always scheming 
Cause I hang around the demons 
All the bitches want my semen
My production got em feinin'
But we just tryna vibe right now
We on the homies instagram going live right now (uh)
I don't give a damn doing donuts on the tractor 
While I'm counting up these bands like I'm multiplying factors
Hit me on the gram if you tryna see some slappers
Cause I'm dishing out these bars but I'm not even a rapper
I be steady chillin 
What your girl be doing after?
She all up in my room yeah she boutta get the splatter 
Matter fact I'm making all these niggas bitches finish faster 
Said she like my penis when it's bigger and it's blacker

Poppin and Rockin 
Your girl and I fockin 
Hit from behind need to stay locked in
Choppin and hoppin 
At work I clock in
Yelling up a storm like imma mclaughlin
Shoppin and droppin
Your shots I be blockin 
Swimming the relays like I am a Bachman 
Plottin and mobbin
Your girl should be toppin 
Judd and I with the rocks stay poppin

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