CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Pop Sh*t Queen
Brandin Blanco
Big bad Beesh
B-I-G, hoe
F**k?
I still don’t know me a b*t*h that is seeing me
Big bank the biggest, the baddest, what’s happening?
You b*t*hes prayin’ and wishin’ a n***a would love you
And that’s why you go out the saddest
A hoe gon’ make sure she don’t run into me in the streets
Know a b*t*h like me, i’ma get at her
That n***a you love, the same one I dubbed
I just be laughing when these b*t*hes braggin’
Pop sh*t, queen, whatchu mean?
All of these b*t*hes learn that sh*t from me
Used to poppin’ that sh*t in my Haundai
Now i’m living a broke b*t*hes dream
bе fake
These wanna-bе’s throwing big dirt on my name
Hoe, when you telling ‘em you don’t f**k with me
Make sure you let ‘em know it’s cause you can’t
Pop sh*t, queen
F**k do you mean?
Let me pop my sh*t
Pop sh*t, queen
F**k do you mean?
Let me talk my sh*t
Ran up a ticket in less than a week
Drop me a 50, that’s just on my feet
None of these b*t*hes is badder than me
Pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t
Pop sh*t, queen
F**k do you mean?
Pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t
Pop sh*t, queen
F**k do you mean?
Pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t
Ran up a ticket in less than a week
Drop me a 50, that’s just on my feet
None of these b*t*hes is badder than me
Pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t
Back on the set, b*t*hes upset
Don’t call me c*cky, i’m arrogant
You know that if it’s Chanel then i’m wearing it
Got a chef, and you know he preparing it
In Dubai where the bosses speak Aribic
Big ole’ foreign, I call it a chariot
All this a**, I don’t know how to carry it
You lil’ thotties ain’t seeing me, period
I’m the [?], you b*t*hes be under me
GPS, you know i’m where the 100’s be
These Amiri’s they cost me a rack a piece
Ain’t no limit ‘cause I got that Master P
Smoking on your top 3
Heard your main n***a wanna top me
Lock jaw like he on molly
I’ma pop sh*t, b*t*h, come stop me
Pop sh*t, queen
F**k do you mean?
Let me pop my sh*t
Pop sh*t, queen
F**k do you mean?
Let me talk my sh*t
Ran up a ticket in less than a week
Drop me a 50, that’s just on my feet
None of these b*t*hes is badder than me
Pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t
Pop sh*t, queen
F**k do you mean?
Pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t
Pop sh*t, queen
F**k do you mean?
Pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t
Ran up a ticket in less than a week
Drop me a 50, that’s just on my feet
None of these b*t*hes is badder than me
Pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t
Yuh, lil’ b*t*h
Yuh, Bank Beesh
B-I-G, hoe
Big bad Beesh
B-I-G, hoe
F**k?
I still don’t know me a b*t*h that is seeing me
Big bank the biggest, the baddest, what’s happening?
You b*t*hes prayin’ and wishin’ a n***a would love you
And that’s why you go out the saddest
A hoe gon’ make sure she don’t run into me in the streets
Know a b*t*h like me, i’ma get at her
That n***a you love, the same one I dubbed
I just be laughing when these b*t*hes braggin’
Pop sh*t, queen, whatchu mean?
All of these b*t*hes learn that sh*t from me
Used to poppin’ that sh*t in my Haundai
Now i’m living a broke b*t*hes dream
bе fake
These wanna-bе’s throwing big dirt on my name
Hoe, when you telling ‘em you don’t f**k with me
Make sure you let ‘em know it’s cause you can’t
Pop sh*t, queen
F**k do you mean?
Let me pop my sh*t
Pop sh*t, queen
F**k do you mean?
Let me talk my sh*t
Ran up a ticket in less than a week
Drop me a 50, that’s just on my feet
None of these b*t*hes is badder than me
Pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t
Pop sh*t, queen
F**k do you mean?
Pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t
Pop sh*t, queen
F**k do you mean?
Pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t
Ran up a ticket in less than a week
Drop me a 50, that’s just on my feet
None of these b*t*hes is badder than me
Pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t
Back on the set, b*t*hes upset
Don’t call me c*cky, i’m arrogant
You know that if it’s Chanel then i’m wearing it
Got a chef, and you know he preparing it
In Dubai where the bosses speak Aribic
Big ole’ foreign, I call it a chariot
All this a**, I don’t know how to carry it
You lil’ thotties ain’t seeing me, period
I’m the [?], you b*t*hes be under me
GPS, you know i’m where the 100’s be
These Amiri’s they cost me a rack a piece
Ain’t no limit ‘cause I got that Master P
Smoking on your top 3
Heard your main n***a wanna top me
Lock jaw like he on molly
I’ma pop sh*t, b*t*h, come stop me
Pop sh*t, queen
F**k do you mean?
Let me pop my sh*t
Pop sh*t, queen
F**k do you mean?
Let me talk my sh*t
Ran up a ticket in less than a week
Drop me a 50, that’s just on my feet
None of these b*t*hes is badder than me
Pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t
Pop sh*t, queen
F**k do you mean?
Pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t
Pop sh*t, queen
F**k do you mean?
Pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t
Ran up a ticket in less than a week
Drop me a 50, that’s just on my feet
None of these b*t*hes is badder than me
Pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t, pop sh*t
Yuh, lil’ b*t*h
Yuh, Bank Beesh
B-I-G, hoe
