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we pop
by KiddoBans
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Yoo, Yuh
I'm 'gon work right to the top
Work, eat, sleep, that's all I got
Baddie, pull up to the spot
That bitch bet not give no drop
Niggas tryn' be sumn' they not
We got cars for all occasions
Million dollars in the lot
We go up, bitch we pop yuh
You-You-You not bout it yuh
Nigga you not on it yuh
Do some shit, you own up yuh
Broke, you better pawn up yuh
WTF you call that yuh
Nigga you ain't ballin no
Whip, it white like percs (yaaa)
Might buy her a Birkin purse
Put niggas in them hearses (yaaa)
Promise you I'll make it hurt
Chop my bitch, I make it squirt
Bullets in my bitch it burn
Shoot him in his feet, while he running, ask him "what he learned"
Double B's on my shirt like I'm blood bitch
Nigga this Balenci, I dont know if you 'don heard this
Yuh, cause you too broke to even know how I 'don purchased
Yuh, that bitch ugly, she keep asking how I curved this
On rodeo drive, every store walk out got bags yuh
Flexing on me nigga, you got shit that I 'don had yuh
This ain't nothing new, yuh, nigga I been havin
Money rolled up tight, yuh, like some fucking cabbage
Money rolled up tight, we ain't broke, that's a fact!
I'm 'gon work right to the top
Work, eat, sleep, that's all I got
Baddie, pull up to the spot
That bitch bet not give no drop
Niggas tryn' be sumn' they not
We got cars for all occasions
Million dollars in the lot
We go up, bitch we pop yuh
I got 20 keys nigga
You know what that means yuh
Yea we shoot at spleens yuh
I don't get no peace yuh
Wrist, rain on me yuh
Make money, I don't sleep yuh
Floating like a cloud yo
This loud really loud yo
Came up from the pound yo
Bitch look like a clown yo
Nigga you just yapping yuh
Like, what is you talking 'bout?
You did what you did yuh
No no, we can't talk it out
Yoo, Yuh
I'm 'gon work right to the top
Work, eat, sleep, that's all I got
Baddie, pull up to the spot
That bitch bet not give no drop
Niggas tryn' be sumn' they not
We got cars for all occasions
Million dollars in the lot
We go up, bitch we pop yuh
You-You-You not bout it yuh
Nigga you not on it yuh
Do some shit, you own up yuh
Broke, you better pawn up yuh
WTF you call that yuh
Nigga you ain't ballin no
Whip, it white like percs (yaaa)
Might buy her a Birkin purse
Put niggas in them hearses (yaaa)
Promise you I'll make it hurt
Chop my bitch, I make it squirt
Bullets in my bitch it burn
Shoot him in his feet, while he running, ask him "what he learned"
Double B's on my shirt like I'm blood bitch
Nigga this Balenci, I dont know if you 'don heard this
Yuh, cause you too broke to even know how I 'don purchased
Yuh, that bitch ugly, she keep asking how I curved this
On rodeo drive, every store walk out got bags yuh
Flexing on me nigga, you got shit that I 'don had yuh
This ain't nothing new, yuh, nigga I been havin
Money rolled up tight, yuh, like some fucking cabbage
Money rolled up tight, we ain't broke, that's a fact!
I'm 'gon work right to the top
Work, eat, sleep, that's all I got
Baddie, pull up to the spot
That bitch bet not give no drop
Niggas tryn' be sumn' they not
We got cars for all occasions
Million dollars in the lot
We go up, bitch we pop yuh
I got 20 keys nigga
You know what that means yuh
Yea we shoot at spleens yuh
I don't get no peace yuh
Wrist, rain on me yuh
Make money, I don't sleep yuh
Floating like a cloud yo
This loud really loud yo
Came up from the pound yo
Bitch look like a clown yo
Nigga you just yapping yuh
Like, what is you talking 'bout?
You did what you did yuh
No no, we can't talk it out
