Pop
Ginseng
Ayy
Oou
Oou (Cris Deniro)
Oouu
Oouu
Oouu
Yuh
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes (ayy, yo)
With the pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes (ayy, yo)
With the pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes (ayy, yo)
With the, with the hollow point she was laying where nobody knows (yo, yo, ay, yo, ay)
Hoes back with the strap, I attack, go back
I remember all days moving pack split 50 cent cakes on me, where it's at
Now my diamonds lookin' like my chest freeze on the map
Wait, wait, I might pull up, hold up, no
Where was you at you was not in the dirt
I seen those stains where you clean on your shirt
She suck my dick 'till she hiccup
They call my phone I'm no pick up
I'll let you know if I pick up
She sure got caught in a pickle
Movin' whith 458 while he talk dirty, yes he might up in your face
If you think it's too late, huh
I just might nut on her face, huh
The yellow ball bring more weight, huh
And my portal I'll float outta space, huh
I'mma push some merch up in your lane, huh
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
With the pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
With the pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
With the, with the hollow point she was
Uh, I don't see enemies, they're all dead
This is what happens when Titan go mad
Black light my soul I can't help who I am
Ooh, crushing on a perc' boy, feel it in my fist
Spent twenty thou' yeah, right on my bitch
Guess it's the perks of lightskin, bein' rich
Devil on my soul, new phone, who dis?
Mop with a stick like I'm Mr. Clean, uh
Fuck nigga test is the entity, uh
Bitch your allowance my pinky ring, uh
Bitch lick your wrist when you think of me, uh
Creep through your dreams with the weaponry
Boy you too pussy you know you can't censor me
Fuck on that Irish man that be my speciality
Boy you too pussy you know you can't censor me
Fuck on that Irish man that be my speciality
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
With the pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
With the pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
With the, with the hollow point she was laying where nobody knows
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
With the pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
With the pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
With the, with the hollow point she was laying where nobody knows