Goin’ Pop

[Intro]
Yeah, this beat too tough
Yeah, this shit too tough
Yeah
(In the kitchen and it's Taysty)

[Chorus]
I'm gon' make it to that sequel, try not do this evil
We ain't goin' pop, we just poppin' up like Bieber
I've been getting sober, my dog still pour up that liter
He could go and catch a body, dog, that's still my people
I'm a fuckin' rockstar, but I ain't gon' play no Beatles
Ask me what my sign is, bitch, I'm out here signin' deals
In my bag, not in my feels, plus back in the field
I just heard the newest shit y'all dropped, is y'all for real?

[Verse 1]
Killin' every one of y'all the only thing that's on my bucket list, you suck at this
They'vе been tattin' black sheep on they stomach 'cause they fuck with this
I could trust you 'bout as much as I go trust thе government
Keep them twin Glocks in the car, I call them hoes the Doublemint
Money tryna double, I don't stay off at the DoubleTree
Two of all the cars I own like someone tryna double me
Doubled up, my shawty bad 'cause she ain't tryna trouble me
All she want for Christmas is a AP and some double Ds
I done did it humbly, it wasn't me
Once you make a million, find out where all of your cousins be
Gon' discover who is real when it's time for discovery
Say that that's a stupid bag? Well, y'all ain't go as dumb as me

[Chorus]
I'm gon' make it to that sequel, try not do this evil
We ain't goin' pop, we just poppin' up like Bieber
I've been getting sober, my dog still pour up that liter
He could go and catch a body, dog, that's still my people
I'm a fuckin' rockstar, but I ain't gon' play no Beatles
Ask me what my sign is, bitch, I'm out here signin' deals
In my bag, not in my feels, plus back in the field
I just heard the newest shit y'all dropped, is y'all for real?

[Verse 2]
Yeah, pussy, I've been psyched by the lack of competition
Ripped the aux chord out 'cause that was hard to listen
Leavin' trails of bread crumbs, I wasn't feedin' pigeons
Name ain't consequence, they still got the consequences
Masked up, I went on a mission
Competition gone missin', don't subtract, I do addition
Draw the line, I've gone fishin', say they'll ride, they on collision
Get the check, ain't on commission, say you real, you a rendition
ATM, that's my religion, ATF been tryna visit
My vision, I got out the kitchen and onto a better position
Don't need permission, they pop out and see you, you gonna go see the physician
I don't be makin' no calls to nobody boss, I'm the one who be makin' decisions
They don't wan' see you winnin', been like that from the beginnin'

[Chorus]
I'm gon' make it to that sequel, try not do this evil
We ain't goin' pop, we just poppin' up like Bieber
I've been getting sober, my dog still pour up that liter
He could go and catch a body, dog, that's still my people
I'm a fuckin' rockstar, but I ain't gon' play no Beatles
Ask me what my sign is, bitch, I'm out here signin' deals
In my bag, not in my feels, plus back in the field
I just heard the newest shit y'all dropped, is y'all for real?

[Outro]
Is y'all for real?
Is y'all for real?
Is y'all for real?
Is y'all for real?