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casey veggies - pop off lyrics

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[produced by radio]

[intro]
(radio) yeah, yeah, aw man

[hook: casey veggies]
party at the spot, it’s the pop off
yeah this sh-t real, ain’t no knock off
real west side winner where it pop off
don’t say nothing to me when it pop off
when it pop off, yeah it’s gon’ pop off
that’s a lame n-gga, he is so soft
chilling with some women when it pop off
ain’t worried bout nothing, it’s gon’ pop off

[verse 1: casey veggies]
yeah they be on it when it pop off
i hear them boys talking but they not involved
my podna got some sh-t that keep the problems solved
i got my game face on for when it’s poppin’ off
for a hundred grand, name a rapper i’ll knock ’em off
i never see you out when it’s poppin’ off
you the type of n-gga try to pay to trust
still i hate it but gotta get your paper up
swear i spit that sh-t that’ll save you bruh
i’m my own hero and i never give it up
give me double digits it can pop off
i be on my business and my rap sh-t
either these girls really love a n-gga
or they do a good job acting
so sad saying she shouldn’t f-ck with me
but i give her too much satisfaction

[hook: casey veggies]

[verse 2: dom kennedy]
twenty five bottles tryna pop off
call for ten more get ’em dropped off
any rapper you know, he’ll get knocked off
in a white porsche with the top off
went between my legs like i’m hot sauce
in a jordan jersey i’m a hot dog
dom and young veggies, get ready
party at the all white crib look like belly
low top air force ones just like nelly
can’t be in a real relationship til i’m married, ayy
now everywhere i go i’m seeing cop cars
my little cousins think i’m a rockstar
the team gon’ shoot when the clock starts
opm baby, hit the pop charts
i got a amg them the stock parts
if you can’t cook, make a poptart

[hook: casey veggies]

[verse 3: casey veggies]
name a rapper i get him, he get knocked off
talkin’ nonsense you catch lockjaw
spitting all that sh-t that a n-gga saw
you ain’t f-ckin’ with me, tryna build a wall
only got one life, i’m tryna get it all
they say a black go getta it’s against the law
they wanna see us fail so we live it up
if i go to jail man i’m breaking out
put your body in a cell, put the mind free
to do what you wanna do, be what you wanna be
live life, stay blessed, see what you wanna see
one thing i know you’ll never find another me
she tried to run a tool with this wannabe
it’s like i got a gold mine in front of me
champagne topped off when it pop off
me and my dogs pnc i’m a mob boss
veggies

[hook: casey veggies]



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