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Pop My Shit
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Talk my, I talk my sh*t Excuse my French, I talk my sh*t Wherever I'm at, I?pop?my sh*t, pop?my sh*t, yeah Yeah, yeah I think I'm?the sh*t, big as it gets Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick Dior kicks, Chanel on my b*t*h Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my sh*t Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit Championship rings, can't ball up my fist Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my sh*t I think I'm the sh*t, big as it gets Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick Dior kicks, Chanel on my b*t*h Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my sh*t Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit Championship rings, can't ball up my fist Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my sh*t I'm in the 'Cat with the red on the key I'm at the bank and an opp, I don't see Wanted somethin' real so she f**kin' with me 40K smile, so I say cheese Haters be quiet and they talk when I leave (Hah) Ain't no handouts, got nothing from nobody (Nope) I really spent me some M's with the jeweler Look at me, this how you wear a Bugatti Opened her purse and she brung out them racks (Too many) Literally, she in her bag I'm in somethin' fast, you hear when I snatch (Skrrt) But you don't see nothin' when I pa** I'm fully focused, but full of the ZaZa (What's that?) That's what we call the exotic House a hotel, garage like a car lot (Everywhere) No money problems, so I pop it I think I'm the sh*t, big as it gets Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick Dior kicks, Chanel on my b*t*h Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my sh*t Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit Championship rings, can't ball up my fist Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my sh*t I think I'm the sh*t, big as it gets Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick Dior kicks, Chanel on my b*t*h Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my sh*t Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit Championship rings, can't ball up my fist Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my sh*t You know I'ma pop it, I'm havin' my way They wanna be me so they copy and paste (Paste) I'm in the latest, ain't nothin' out of date (Date) F**k a stylist, I got flavor, got taste (Me) ICU, my right wrist sick (Hold up) Can't tell me nothin', I know I'm lit (No) Went Nino Brown, way I canceled that b*t*h Excuse my French, I talk my sh*t Six watches, big time Seats in the big body recline (Lay back) New body, she fine Lil' b*t*h ain't perfect but she mine (For me) Blue hundreds, pink fifties I'm lottery pick, the big ticket (Ugh) Pour red up, I'm Trippie Slow leak like faucet, I'm too drippy (Slip) I think I'm the sh*t, big as it gets Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick Dior kicks, Chanel on my b*t*h Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my sh*t Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit Championship rings, can't ball up my fist Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my sh*t I think I'm the sh*t, big as it gets Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick Dior kicks, Chanel on my b*t*h Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my sh*t Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit Championship rings, can't ball up my fist Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my sh*t
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