Pop Out
Pop Out

Beretta, Jae Poet, Fckbwoy - Pop Out Lyrics

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Pop Out Lyrics

Yeah
Bitch
Mr. Beretta 2, don't fuck around
Yeah
Stormz got some hits, b-boy

Yeah
Yeah
Look
I tell them pop out
I call up some hittas who pull a glock out
They see that I'm drippy
The floor it be slippy
Don't say that I'm trippy
I got the mops out
And if you got problems
You know I be wildin'
You not on my timing no time to opt out
673PTG never play any games you can't say that we ever cop out
You should know that I'm never gon lose
She's gonna choose
They're coming in twos
I'm like a fuse
You look confused
I be amused
Play by the rules
I'm staying cruel
I'm staying cool
I'm staying bool
Wet like a pool
She wet like a pool
Shine like the moon
All of my diamonds they buss out the roof (Gang!)

Seven-O Beretta never play
Working hard tryna elevate
Yeah I stay up to see better days
Likes it's Uno, bout to pick and play
Yeah she acting like she need a change
And she talking crazy bout to rearrange
Seven-O Beretta pop out to the scene, everybody's seating change
Yeah my business is mine only
Better push the pedal, better see your lane (What?)
Cause when I get in my zone and I get in my bag, little boy you won't breathe the same
Yeah I got killers on killers and hitters on hitters
My boy you won't see the same
Before you turn to a lick
You gonna be shook cause you don't wanna be the stain (What else!)
Yeah you better back up
Get smacked up
Know some hittas with a mac tucked, don't act up
No I never slack up
Better catch up
Little boy don't lack up
You'll get slapped up
Tryna get a jag, huh
Get a bag, huh
Double XL mag, huh
Get it ragged, huh
Yeah I'm bout to jab up
It's a wrap, huh
Hit you one time, slam up
Better man up
I call up Fckbwoy
I call up Poet
We getting bready and you know we show it
I'm working hard and you know I'mma own it
I live up to my name and I never blow it
673PTG yeah we're coded
My bars they be fire cause Beretta wrote it (PTG!)
I gave her my heart and then she went and broke it
So I scooped her friend, I bet she'd never notice (Boom boom!)

Yeah we gon' pop out
Glock out and you know we letting shots out (Word)
I know they hate our wave cause we on top now (Damn!)
You try to play, we spray a lot of chop sounds
I call up Seven-O Beretta
He probably got like seven berettas in the back
I call up 'Pollo, he give you a hallow that's word to my mother nigga we don't lack
Knows that's a fact
Poet the rebel, every-time I spit I'm killing every track (Killing every track!)
She wanna feel like a thug when I'm beating it up
In her ribs I make her hold the gat (I make her hold the gat!)
He tough, he tough
My niggas is crazier bro we coming for the pact
No bluff with us
673PTG, PSO on the map
Hold on
You thought we was gon' chill out (Word!)
If a nigga move wrong he get a permanent sit out
Men in black boy, I got the smith take the will out
Girl I'm finna sink in that pussy no get out
I'mma put a hit out (Word!)
Take everything that you did out (Word!)
I ain't tryna resolve shit out
I don't need niggas I'll do it without
Bitch I'm number one in the pick out
We gon' red dot him
Aim target then headshot him
Roger did we get it bro
Yea got him
Know we had to let lead hot him
Every problem I get I dead it
I'm a damn problem
No kizzy
It's a bandemic nigga you got me talking like Bizzy
If you not PSO you ain't with me
I'mma bad boy nigga no Diddy

Yeah
Cause bitch I'm 'bout it
Walk about it, we don't talk about it
We gon' pop out (Yeah!)
Playing the blocks so you know I'mma box out
Talking shit and you get knocked out
I call up Poet and call up Beretta
Cause niggas thinking that they're better (Oh yeah)
And bitch who wanna take my sweater?
Know we pop out, it don't matter the weather
Pop out
Yeah
Pop out
Yeah
Pop out
Yeah
Pop out (Yeah!)
To the block where you better have shots out
Bitch I lurk in the night when it's dark out
We pull up to your block and we hop out
We pull up to your block and we hop out (Oh yeah!)
Look, look
I get a text, then I'm grabbing my coat and I'm ready to go
Sorry lil baby, you know I can't wife you
I pass her to bro
I get a text then I'm grabbing my coat and I go
I make it lit everybody get on the floor
You know my shawty be sucking my soul

I tell them pop out
I call up some hittas who pull a glock out
They see that I'm drippy
The floor it be slippy
Don't say that I'm trippy
I got the mops out
And if you got problems
You know I be wildin'
You not on my timing no time to opt out (Yeah!)
673PTG never play any games you can't say that we ever cop out
You should know that I'm never gon' lose
She's gonna choose
They're coming in twos
I'm like a fuse
You look confused
I be amused
Play by the rules
I'm staying cruel
I'm staying cool
I'm staying bool
Wet like a pool
She wet like a pool
Shine like the moon
All of my diamonds they buss out the roof (Gang!)

Stormz got some hits, b-boy

Writer(s): Jaden Jordan, Kion Monsanto, Naquash Bent
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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