POP!

[Verse: The Zodiac Father]
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, And if a nigga tryda pop me, imma shoot em in his dick
On my momma I won't run with a pussy pull a stick
I'm offin' thotties often cuz a bitch ain't shit
When she spreadin all them lies but she takin all my jits
I stay whippin with these bricks, but I ain't hitting licks
If you pull up on my block, swear you ain't runnin shit
On my momma, I'm the nigga with the shits
Got a pistol for you niggas turn you opposite of Ritz
And if a nigga tryda hit me, we gone run up in his shit
And if his bitch try to help him make her choke up on this dick
Make her choke up on this dick, make her choke up on this dick, make her choke up on this dick

[Verse: Kel]
I came to let you niggas know, I got my sauce back
Call your bitch a quarterback, yea she gone toss that
You a mouse nigga, she know I boss that
A bitch tryda run me, nigga pause that
I-I-I-I dug her out
When buggin' out, you mad cuz' you a ant (ant!)
She suck me up, I'm high as fuck, I hear the angels chant
A nigga tryda' take my bitch, he never had a chance
She took a pic, to you it's sent, she biting on my pants
And if a nigga want war, me and my guys go ape
Fuck the peace, go tell police, we uppin' murder rates
To older niggas, I can't get ya then your daughter pay
Start catching bodies nigga, Bobby Shmurda way