Pop It Off

Chorus
Oohweee uhh huhh oweeee pop it off in this muthasucka x4

Verse 1
Oh no more stressing out
Y'all making me laugh like snl
Lord willing I ain't goin to jail
My brotha get jammed up he ain't gona tell
I don't wana go to hell, but these big booty hoes make it hard as hell
He don't even smoke no weed but he got jammed up for the parafanal
Y'all looking small as hell gotta beef it up waddup Scottdale
They bring it at yo door like aol you got mail
You bouta waste time don't do the crime unless you got bail
You betta make time for that FaceTime or that PayPal
New York, pop it off
Stop playing, knock it off
Riding round chi town sour crout on a hot dog
God father, mob boss
Big balls, hop off
Two shots and 1 AO hotsauce

Chorus
Oohwee uh huh oohwee pop it off in this muthasucka x2

Verse 2
Zone zone zone zone 6
Ballin out like I'm ole miss
Klay Thompson I don't miss
I'm in