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ydkanthony – pop em lyrics

[intro:]
aye, aye gang gang, aye aye, aye gang gang

[verse 1]
i ain’t no k!ller but im shootin’ if you sending shots
don’t test my gangster or you getting popped
im just a white boy from the burbs carrying round a glock
got 30 rounds up in my gun whoever wanna talk
even my teacher trynna hate and knock me off the top
im making moves but they don’t like to see me win a lot
if you want smoke then you can catch me up in traffic dude
cus i dont talk online boy im just finna k!ll a dude
i catch you lacking on the street i might pull out my glock
a laser beam right to yo head as im counting my quap
i got my ruger in the back get on the ground you opp
and i be pistol copping, find a gas station we robbing
and when my bullets h-t his brain you know his body dropping

[chorus]
we gon’ rob that boy and hawk him down and hop out with the sticks, choppa finna hit his body as im riding with the clips
yeah we finna k!ll him and we dashing out there really quick

[verse 2]
yeah i got that choppa lay yo body on the ground
and these bullets h-t yo brain you might just catch a hunnid rounds
and he talking on my gang well we gon’ have to show him out
we gon’ pull up with them sticks and do a drive by then we out
yeah we runnin’ out that joint with lots of bodies on the ground aye

- ydkanthony lyrics

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