Pop Shit / Xtra
(Let's go)
Yea Oh Yea
Oh Yea
Oh Yea
Yea Yea
Oh Yea
(Lonely)
(Lonely)
Yea!
I'm in this bitch and I'm lit with my niggas
Top floor bitch, I'm posted with the killa's
Mob shit nigga, something like Goodfellas
And I'm poppin' shit, nigga, any place, wherever
And I know these bird bitches flock together
And this clip long like a tv special
And my money long, yes, I'm having extras
Yes, they fuck with Lil lone cause he don't do the extras naw
Bad bitch, she sexy dawg
Yea and ain't no way I'm stressin' naw
And these niggas broke not stressin' y'all
And this shit exclusive, it's not in the mall nigga
And I feel my only purpose is to ball nigga
I was down bad, no, they wouldn't call a nigga
Now I'm goin' up so they tryna call a nigga
Yea I was skippin' school didn't have a locker
We still screamin', "Free my dawg, straight out the lock up"
I hate when my thumb lock up when I count up
I hit a bad bitch right on the counter
I heard he poppin' shit so we might drop him
And I'm gone make flip no I'm not a flopper
And I feel on ya bitch, nigga, like a doctor
Damn, I got too many hoes I got a problem
(Yea!)
I'm in this bitch and I'm lit with my niggas
Top floor bitch, I'm posted with the killa's
Mob shit nigga, somethin' like goodfellas
And I'm poppin' shit, nigga, any place, wherever
And I know these bird bitches flock together
And this clip long like a movie special
And my money long, yes, I'm having extras
Yes, they fuck with Lil lone cause he don't do the extras naw
(Hell naw nigga)
(The extras naw)
(Forever dawg)