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Ay Ay You know who done fucked up right, you Uh Yeah, you you Yo You too nigga Yo yo You too nigga Let me pop my shit Yeah you too nigga Backends we get Pop it Your hoe been hit Oh you talkin' 'bout your bitch The wrist been lit (ice) Lit like this Nah for real nigga Hunnid K spent on my wrist lil nigga Breakin' that pot and that dope gon' triple I left a tip for your bitch my nigga I fuck her mouth her throat got bigger Pull up and hop out the car, drip Fuckin' a bitch she a star, drip Buy it and fuck what it cost, drip Letras de cancionesTry it and get knocked off, brrt They gon' eat up the dab jaws Never shop crib came with a mall Free my nigga down behind the wall Ain't gon' stop till they free my niggas all I can make a movie Seagal No drip while I ball And run up a [?] with cookie as fat as a log Then hop in the frog I'ma go pop my shit I'ma pull up at 6 Number 1 first draft pick Coupe it came with the kit Real niggas all around me Lot of pussy niggas still exist Drinkin' right under my trench Thotty bitches on my bench The cookie pack came dense Pop shit , pop shit , pop shit , pop shit Pop shit , pop shit , pop shit (pop) Pop shit, pop pop, pop shit Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit Pop shit (pop) Pop shit , pop shit , pop shit , pop shit Pop shit , pop shit , pop shit (pop) Pop shit, pop pop, pop shit Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit Pop shit (pop) I'ma going to pop my shit Hold on let me talk my shit Tell him don't look my way Nigga I buy your bitch No wings attached You don't get fly like this No strings attached I'ma pop my shit Don't be poppin' get caught with the sawed-off From Letras Mania