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reddeye glizzi – pop pop lyrics

[intro]
yeah, aye, yeah
swish, gang, gang, gang, gang

[chorus]
got forgiato drip on a n+gga (off+white)
i be getting money getting money getting bigger (getting bigger)
if you want the smoke pull the trigger (skrrr)
sipping on the liquor getting litter (yuh, yuh, yuh)
only money moves for a boss
rick flair drip rick ross
we don’t do no snitch don’t talk
sniper to yo head pop pop

[verse 1]
40 shots to your head, pop pop
bodies drop, pop pop
i got hoes on lock, pop pop
catch me at the shop shop
n+ggas getting shots shots, pop pop
the blocks getting hot hot
you a snitch why you going to the cop shop
i got hoes i got b+tches yeh i cop thots
i just pulled to the seen in a drop top
hold it down for the swish and i can’t stop
[verse 2]
i got a thot she a red bone
bad b+tch tryna pipe till the night gone
come to the swish it’s a dead zone
gotta escape through the back better run home
better watch who your with cause your done gone
cause it ain’t like the trap you can’t walk alone
k!ll wit no whiteness
ball like the pistons
hop on the court with no vision
faking money cause you stealin

[chorus]
huh, aye, huh, aye, huh, aye
got forgiato drip on a n+gga (off+white)
i be getting money getting money getting bigger
if you want the smoke pull the trigger
sipping on the liquor getting litter
only money moves for a boss
rick flair drip rick ross
we don’t do no snitch don’t talk
sniper to yo head pop pop

[verse 3]
swish sh+t aye, hit sh+t aye
all of ma n+ggas don’t miss sh+t aye
you snitched, admit aye
red, get the bl!ck aye
don’t come around go back around
bad b+tch gotta d+ck her down
aye, aye, aye, aye, yuh, yuh
you n+ggas fugazi aye
give me the rock and i’ll run it like brady
f+cked the b+tch went brazy, uh
f+cked the b+tch went crazy aye
catchy sh+t too phrasy huh
go hard every verse
don’t show no remorse
you don’t want no pressure no force
been drippin yea got a lotta sauce

[verse 4]
f+ck a fake n+gga huh huh
can’t show love that’s tuff
f+ck straight thot can’t cuff
block so hot
sbg that’s us
all my n+ggas gon bust
bad b+tch tryna nut
she gave me brain it was rough
we don’t f+ck with the cops
the other side they opps

[chorus]
got forgiato drip on a n+gga (off+white)
i be getting money getting money getting bigger
if you want the smoke pull the trigger
sipping on the liquor getting litter
only money moves for a boss
rick flair drip rick ross
we don’t do no snitch don’t talk
sniper to yo head pop pop

- reddeye glizzi lyrics

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