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yfmray - pop my shit lyrics

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[verse 1]
young n+gga came straight out the bricks

now a young n+gga getting to the bag getting rich

bad b+tches all over my d+ck

got vvs diamonds all over my wrist

i’m flying g5 i’m lit pockets full of blue hundreds like a got d+mn crip

in the a like i’m got d+mn tip

big body wraith like a god d+mn ship

i feel like a fiend i keep pouring up 4s

falling for money not falling for hoes

my n+ggas solid ain’t never gone fold

you break the code you got shot in the nose

if i go broke need a pot and a stove

vvs diamonds my body on froze
that’s the reason why my body so cold

my n+ggas up we don’t f+ck with broke hoes

i got the key to the streets like alicia

ain’t sold a pound then you can’t get a featurе

half of these b+tches bе eaters so after i f+ck after i f+ck her you know ima leave her

after i f+ck her then i gotta go home

vvs diamonds i’m feeling like frozone

hercules get in the booth and i go strong we throwing bullets f+ck n+gga like go long

[chorus]
money
cash
bags
racks
packs
h+ll nah we don’t f+ck round with no rats [2x]
young n+gga finna pop my sh+t , finna pop my sh+t
young n+gga finna pop my sh+t , ima pop my sh+t
young n+gga finna talk my sh+t, i’m finna talk my sh+t
young n+gga finna talk my sh+t, let me talk my sh+t
[verse 2]
im tryna do me a show where the opps at said you getting money then stop that

i do not beef with lil boys where yo pops at we send some shots where his house at

i’m chasing cheese but i don’t f+ck with no rats i went and got me a mouse trap

hopped out the back of the coupe with a big stick he couldn’t even let off a shot back

i’m in the trap from the sun up to sun down you n+ggas ain’t seeing one pound

12 pull me over i ain’t making one sound if he move wrong he get gunned down

glock hold a 50 this stick hold 100 rounds b+tch ima hoe i can’t settle down

i see a opp he get knocked down before corona i been having n+ggas on lockdown

before corona you know i been masked up hop out the back of that black truck

and if you ain’t talking bout money f+ck n+gga then back up before all my young n+ggas act up

these n+ggas p+ssy b+tches hoes they just act tough faceshot now he can’t get back up
he on the ground now they calling for backup that’s for any n+gga who try to jack us aye

[chorus]
money
cash
bags
racks
packs
h+ll nah we don’t f+ck round with no rats [2x]
young n+gga finna pop my sh+t , finna pop my sh+t
young n+gga finna pop my sh+t , ima pop my sh+t
young n+gga finna talk my sh+t, i’m finna talk my sh+t
young n+gga finna talk my sh+t, let me talk my sh+t

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