Pop My Shit

28 no kids
28 still ain't did no bid
I ain't rich
But a nigga paper straight
Living good
Ion need no section eight
Aye, I'ma pop it
Every chance that I get
That hoe is lying
If she said
I ain't hit
Iced out my neck
Now I'm bout to
Ice out my wrist
Remember back in the days
When a nigga
Couldn't afford shit
Aye
So now I
Pop my shit
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Pop my shit
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Pop my shit
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Told that girl
That ion do friends
Put her in my close friends
Bet I find out
Where that throat end
She say
Boy you nasty
Tell me something
That I don't know
I bought all the tickets
So my haters see me front row
But you such a hater
Prolly gonna be a no show
Nigga
Fuck your fashion
Sweatpants
Jordan four's is when I'm comfortable
Dropped her kid to school
Now I can eat it like a lunchable
They hate
To hear you pop it
Swear I make them uncomfortable
But
I really don't care
I'ma big dog
So you better beware
I only fear God
So you niggas can't scare me
Ion do this for y'all
I do this
For the family
I do it
For a Grammy
Nigga
Fuck a Plan B
Money talks
Bullshit Walks
That's why
They don't understand me
All these niggas mad at me
Cuz I'm just tryna get it
Fuck a critic
I'm out on a mission
Bitches
Aye
So now I
Pop my shit
Aye
Let me
Pop my shit
Watch me
Pop my shit
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Pop my shit
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