Pop Like Me ft. Yung Patchode Lyrics

Aye Aye (Skrr skrr) (Bitch)

Can you turn me up a little bit? (Yeah I got you)

Yeah yeah (Uh huh) (Yuh)

Hello, I'm back with the beats stay mellow

Least ten racks in a close bordello (Uh huh)

I'm a young rich fellow

Give a little show tonight jay leno (Uh huh)

And the kicks all yellow

Washing the drip but the fit Marcello (That's a fact)

Whole clique in the box Othello

Nike on the feet and Laurent on my elbows

Hoe don't hit that cellphone

Say the shit again a young rich fellow

And the booty gon shake like Jell-O

Wait for the dick in between marshmallows

My first steps, I walked up on the beat (That's facts)

The docs jaw on the floor walking after me (Okay okay)

My one flaw tells me I'm talking like I keep

15 Bands on my shoes that's an office on my feet (Uh huh)

And I keep her bouncing on my meat

Feeling so fine while your shawty topping me (Yuh)

Telling my mind spitting like philosophy

When I speak they listen like my name is Socrates (They do)

Hit him with kung fu like Shifu (Hoi yah)

David's car dash fast, son, like Pete do

The difference of roast beef and of pea stew

Anyone can roast beef but Imma peace you

My wrist, my fit, my drip (Wha)

If you step to me I got a pistol on my hip

Grab her by wrist like she's got a bracelet

I browse at the Balmain not faceless

Look at me, and then look at you yo

I've got 15 gats keep you ducking like it's limbo (Aye)

To the party I pull up in a limo

Keep the dual guns on me like akimbo (That's facts)

Look at me, and then look at you guy

Chillin with Khalifa and I'm not talking bout Dubai (Bling)

Hop in my private jet guess I'm just too fly

With the dual guns I hit you like a bullseye (Yuh yuh)

Bring heat if you pull up on me (Uh huh)

Gon far but I bought no lease (That's cash)

Whip start but I got no keys (Uh huh)

None a y'all gon pop like me

That's me me (Yuh yuh)

She gon pop for free free (Yuh yuh)

Ice on my neck y'all freeze freeze freeze (Big facts)

Uh huh that's me me me me (Yuh yuh)

Wow, guess I'm back in this shit

With a mac on a rack and a tac in a bin

Got a rack in the back and it stacking a bit (Oh yeah)

They clapping and clapping and clapping again

Might clap on her back in a tad bit and then

Go spaz on her ass and I'm smacking that shit

Not rapping I'm bad and the passion a bitch (Uh huh uh huh)

Go blast in the jag and I'm fast in that bitch like (Like bitch)

Green thumb but alas I don't hitchhike (Uh huh)

Got Lincoln's attached to the hip right (Big cash)

Next to the bit your bitch grab when she get high (That's facts)

Now she gotta big stick in her windpipe (That's facts)

But when she brings good shit give a tip right? (Uh huh)

Oh you getting too spent we can switch sides

Said "if the shoe fits" when I'm inside

Cus a bitch asked "whos' this" and it's been mine (Skrr skrr)

Look at me, and then look at you yo

I've got 15 gats keep you ducking like it's limbo (Aye)

To the party I pull up in a limo

Keep the dual guns on me like akimbo (That's facts)

Look at me, and then look at you guy

Chillin with Khalifa and I'm not talking bout Dubai (Bling)

Hop in my private jet guess I'm just too fly

With the dual guns I hit you like a bullseye (Yuh yuh)

Bring heat if you pull up on me (Bow bow bow bow bow)

Gon far but I bought no lease (Ya ya)

Whip start but I got no keys (Uh huh)

None a y'all gon pop like me

That's me me

She gon pop for free free (Uh huh uh huh)

Ice on my neck y'all freeze freeze freeze (Uh huh)

Uh huh that's me me me me (Yuh yuh)

Bring heat if you pull up on me (Ya ya)

Gon far but I bought no lease (Woo)

Whip start but I got no keys (Uh huh)

None a y'all gon pop like me

That's me me

She gon pop for free free (Uh huh uh huh)

Ice on my neck y'all freeze freeze freeze freeze

Uh huh that's me me (God damn)

That's me me me

Uh huh uh huh uh huh that's me

And it'll always be me (Lil bitch)