killbunk – pop out lyrics
[chorus: yeat]
i caused the thing to talk
yeah, bean talk, yeah, yeah
yeah, lean talk
yeah, i caused the thing to talk
yeah, pop out, you a bih, yeah, pop out (pop out)
yeah, i make bread, give a f+ck ’bout what you talk ’bout
yeah, ‘lil shawty ’bout to pop out with a mop out, she gon’ top out
just like wifi, we connected like a hotspot, she been rockstar
[verse 1: yeat]
i be sendin’ the packs out, i don’t even open the wock (wock)
y’all be smokin’ the crack, y’all be smokin’ the rock
everyday i, no, my money can’t stop what i’m doin’
yeah, i buy the new coupe, i buy thе gle, [?]
i got a whole lotta diamonds, whole lotta chains, keep ’em all in an igloo (igloo)
yеah, ‘lil thotty wifey, [?] (woo)
they say why the h+ll you [?] (huh)
they said, “what you do it for?” (what?), my people
they said, what you been involved with?” (what the h+ll, bih), shh+shh
[?] (yeah), out the brain (woo)
now went shoppin’ with that b+tch, yeah, [?] a lame
yeah, you ain’t with the mob (no+no), you ain’t with the plan (no+no)
supercharged v8 engine, amg cla
red seats, yeah, purple outside on the paint
with that gle 53, built just like a tank
you can’t show me what you say, b+tch, show me what you made (mmm+hmm)
i woke up everyday of the month to make me fifty k (yeah, pop out)
[chorus: yeat]
i caused the thing to talk
yeah, bean talk, yeah, yeah
yeah, lean talk
yeah, i caused the thing to talk
yeah, pop out, you a bih, yeah, pop out (pop out)
yeah, i make bread, give a f+ck ’bout what you talk ’bout
yeah, ‘lil shawty ’bout to pop out with a mop out, she gon’ top out
just like wifi, we connected like a hotspot, she been rockstar
[verse 2: k!llbunk]
yeah, yeah
b+tch, my dreads swingin’ like a rockstar
that b+tch call me papi but b+tch, i’m not your father
in the gang, i feel like papi ’cause i hang around them shottas
p+ssy n+gga talkin’ all that sh+t ’til he get knocked out
yeah, yeah, broke up with that b+tch, [?] (yeah)
i don’t walk in that hoe, b+tch, i knock the walls off
n+gga talkin’ like he gon’ do sh+t ’til he get dropped though
yeah, uh, gas up in that b+tch, i hit it raw though
aye, i just hit yo’ b+tch, i hit it raw dog
i’ma pop out with a glock out and your b+tch, she wanna call now
yeah, i don’t want your ratchet b+tch, that b+tch stay on the corner
yeah, i’m not too flashy, b+tch, ’cause i already grown up
yeah, only seventeen but i could still go f+ck yo’ momma
yeah, n+gga, you a b+tch and you be hangin’ ’round fake gunners
yeah, choppa gon’ leave that boy runnin’
p+ssy ass n+gga, know he up to something
you ain’t my twin, no, you ain’t my friend, no, you ain’t my buddy
knock off his head, woah, now that n+gga dead, gone
he dead with his buddy
[chorus: yeat]
i caused the thing to talk
yeah, bean talk, yeah, yeah
yeah, lean talk
yeah, i caused the thing to talk
yeah, pop out, you a bih, yeah, pop out (pop out)
yeah, i make bread, give a f+ck ’bout what you talk ’bout
yeah, ‘lil shawty ’bout to pop out with a mop out, she gon’ top out
just like wifi, we connected like a hotspot, she been rockstar
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