Let Me Pop My Shit

[Intro]
Yeah, the beat cut up
(Gentle Beatz)
Dog Shit Records, nigga
(That's OD)
We got money, woo

[Chorus]
Hmm, ooh, let me pop my shit (Pop it)
Hmm, yeah, yeah, let me pop my shit (Let me pop it)
Hmm, bitch, let me pop my shit (Pop my shit)
Phew, yeah, yeah, let me pop my shit (On God)

[Verse 1]
Damn, homie, what's happenin', brodie? (What's happenin', brodie?)
Hmm, got bands on me, all this fuckin' cash on me (Ooh)
Nigga, watch me double up soon as I do my dance on it (Fetty)
Got a bag of fetty pills, send it to the 10, woadie (Ten)
Yeah, see you let that pape' talk (Talk)
A whole lot of motion, nigga, this shit a cakewalk
Pop out and let that Drac' talk (Fah, fah)
Shots fired, we be outside, 'll let the Wraith talk (Skrrt)
Diamonds make the face bark, pour mud so I can day walk (So I can day walk)
I got a ton to blow up, been on the run, don't slow up (Been on the run)
Better not step foot in this bitch, you ain't got no hun' to throw up
Or at least a dub to throw up (Yeah)
Even my lil' stepper gon' flex (Yeah)
Take that lil' bitch off your wrist, show some respect for yourself (Goofy nigga)

[Chorus]
Ooh, let me pop my shit (Pop it)
Hmm, yeah, yeah, let me pop my shit (On God)
Phew, bitch, let me pop my shit (Mud)
Hmm, yeah, yeah, let me pop my shit (Ooh)

[Verse 2]
Quarter million on my wrist, yeah, I can pop it, nigga (Yeah, I can pop it)
Nothin' but water 'round my neck, yeah, I can pop it, nigga (Yeah, I can pop it)
They ain't flexin' like I'm flexin', I can pop it, nigga (I can pop it)
I got dog shit on me now 'cause I can pop it, nigga (Bitch, yeah)
I got houses, cars, and jewelry, don't even post them bitches
So much motion 'round this bitch, so I got motion sickness
Turn the green to pink and blues, look like I roast a chicken
Coco whippin', diamonds on it spinnin', Testarossa whippin'
Soon as a bitch play on my pape', I'm gon' get even the first day
You let a ho play in your face and still believe in what she say
Goofy nigga, got so much cheddar, I think I need an extra plate
All my cars on F's and eights, got eight yards and extra grates (Goofy nigga)

[Chorus]
Ooh, let me pop my shit (Pop it)
Hmm, yeah, yeah, let me pop my shit (Drank God)
Phew, bitch, let me pop my shit (What?)
Hmm, yeah, yeah, let me pop my shit (Ooh)

[Outro]
Quarter million on my wrist, yeah, I can pop it, nigga (Yeah, I can pop it)
Nothin' but water 'round my neck, yeah, I can pop it, nigga (Yeah, I can pop it)
They ain't flexin' like I'm flexin', I can pop it, nigga (I can pop it)
I got dog shit on me now 'cause I can pop it, nigga (Bitch)

[Outro]
Yeah