​pop it.

[Intro]
If you're not with it, get with it, bitch
This is an underdogs exclusive
Underdogs, bitch, hahaha
Underdogs

[Pre-Chorus]
Can't front, I fell in love with it the second I saw it
Anything you wanted in the store, you know that I bought it
And I taught them how to pop that shit and they switched up on me

[Chorus]
And I showed you how to pop it, and I'm flyin' to you, private
You text me, "Come here, papa", you know I'm bookin' that flight
Givenchy, pop my collar, VETEMENTS, Balenci', Prada
And I'm switchin' up my swag, I'ma do this shit in silence

[Verse 1]
Wake up, she fuck up her makeup on me
With my bitch, 'bout to roll up then cake up on me
I'ma roll up two blunts, I'm 'bout to face one, homie
And they got me so fucked up, tryna take some from me

[Chorus]
And I showed you how to pop it, and I'm flyin' to you, private
You text me, "Come here, papa", you know I'm bookin' that flight
Givenchy, pop my collar, VETEMENTS, Balenci', Prada
And I'm switchin' up my swag, I'ma do this shit in silence

[Pre-Chorus]
Can't front, I fell in love with it the second I saw it
Anything you wanted in the store, you know that I bought it
And I taught them how to pop that shit and they switched up on me

[Chorus]
And I showed you how to pop it, and I'm flyin' to you, private
You text me, "Come here, papa", you know I'm bookin' that flight
Givenchy, pop my collar, VETEMENTS, Balenci', Prada
And I'm switchin' up my swag, I'ma do this shit in silence

[Verse 2]
And I pray this shit work, I ain't got no plan B
'Bout to purchase your flight, you can come and see me
In the A for the night, you can come and see me
In the rain with no light, so I can barely see
Take these tennis bracelets off, I gotta let my wrists breathe
Gotta give a hundred or more if you wanna get next to me
I gotta thank my Lord, 'cause he keep blessin' me
And I got a lot, but I want more, I'm tryna pass where the levels be

[Pre-Chorus]
Can't front, I fell in love with it the second I saw it
Anything you wanted in the store, you know that I bought it
And I taught them how to pop that shit and they switched up on me

[Chorus]
And I showed you how to pop it, and I'm flyin' to you, private
You text me, "Come here, papa", you know I'm bookin' that flight
Givenchy, pop my collar, VETEMENTS, Balenci', Prada
And I'm switchin' up my swag, I'ma do this shit in silence