POP OUT ft. Dee Aura Lyrics

Pop out better go Brazy

Boy he a bitch that money had made him

Real street nigga the streets done raised me

Baby bottles I don't got me no baby

I be bussing like the shit is the eighties

Shit crack pull up in a four thirty

I pour a four now my cup looking dirty

Knock it out like that shit was some grabba

Fuck a bitch give her back you can have her

Spray the glizzy and I leave with disaster

Counting money and I don't got no manners

All this shit that I did nigga planned it

In position but you still couldn't manage

Green hundreds and they looking like cabbage

Shoot you twice if you try take advantage

Nowadays niggas try advantage

Act kind they take it for granted

Preying on you like they was a mantis

Got a gun but you put no damage

See niggas you know I can not stand it

In my zone like I'm from other planets

High as fuck it took awhile to land in

No more talking because u gotta demand it

Pop out I'm not discussing

Mad grabba I need Robitussin

Zaza is bussing

They won't even see coming

Cream like the russians

Making waves like I'm brushing

Baby you must be mistaken

Money I making

Killing but said she was taken

Spicy you know I'm Jamaican

Cannot be faking

Stick to the code never breaking

Also they say I'm they favorite

Look at the faces

Walk in the spot because I'm sanction

Pop out

What the fuck is all the talk about

No reason to ask like a body count

My money got bigger need more amounts

Strap up

Not fucking her raw she might act up

He got the hoe pregnant that's bad luck

Yall moving like clowns just Chris Tuck

You kissed her after I got my dick suck

Wait a minute pause

She spitting all over my draws

Call me hulk because I'm breaking her walls

New fit I'm rocket John wall

When I pop you going to see me ball

Pop out better go Brazy

Boy he a bitch that money had made him

Real street nigga the streets done raised me

Baby bottles I don't got me no baby

I be bussing like the shit is the eighties

Shit crack pull up in a four thirty

I pour a four now my cup looking dirty

Knock it out like that shit was some grabba

Fuck a bitch give her back you can have her

Spray the glizzy and I leave with disaster

Counting money and I don't got no manners

All this shit that I did nigga planned it

In position but you still couldn't manage

Green hundreds and they looking like cabbage

Shoot you twice if you try take advantage