POP SHIT

[Intro: YUNG FLEX]
He ain't really finna pop shit
You could bring a pole or we could do it like a moshpit
Fuck it, lose control, the way I do him catastrophic
Put him in a hole, I take his soul, he catatonic
Leave him in the dirt, that's how I rock, bitch

[Verse 1: YUNG FLEX]
Aw, shit, YUNG FLEX fuck the scene up
Take him out and hand him to his homie, make him clean up
Pussy think he 'bout it 'cause that motherfucker seem tough
He ain't on that shit, I call a mean bluff

[Chorus: YUNG FLEX]
You ain't finna pop shit, lil' bitch
Trust me, you don't wanna talk shit, get hit
You ain't really finna pop shit, lil' bitch
Trust me, you don't wanna talk shit, get hit

[Verse 2: YUNG FLEX]
Bitch, I'm motherfuckin' pissed off, grippin' on the metal
Finna make the chopper talk, I walk up on him, it say, "Hello"
I'ma rip him limb from limb if you ain't get the fuckin' memo
I'ma beat him 'til he redder than the motherfuckin' devil, pussy nigga
I'ma break shit, talkin' out your neck, you conversatin' with the pavement
Niggas steady bitchin' and I'm gettin' impatient
Pussy motherfuckers like you make me hate shit
Playin' with your life, then I'ma take it
Watch it, SHÏNÏ be the gang I'm with and you know that we mob, bitch
I don't really think you gon' survive with how you talkin'
Heater got like five left in it, you could get your top split
Bitch, I swear to God, I'm spinnin'

[Chorus: YUNG FLEX]
You ain't finna pop shit, lil' bitch
Trust me, you don't wanna talk shit, get hit
You ain't really finna pop shit, lil' bitch
Trust me, you don't wanna talk shit, get hit
You ain't really finna pop shit, lil' bitch
Trust me, you don't wanna talk shit, get hit
You ain't really finna pop shit, lil' bitch
Trust me, you don't wanna talk shit, get hit

[Verse 3: YUNG FLEX]
What's up? Pussy put your ones up
Beat him 'til the sun's up, told him that's it's tough luck, nigga
I'm an A-hole, murk him and it's case closed
Motherfuck the say-so, you could get your brains blowed, nigga

[Verse 4: TRIPLE777]
Yeah, I don't think he want my bullshit (Blaow)
Hit him one or two times 'til he knows it (Blah)
You know how it goin', I'm rollin'
I'm never foldin, T7 stay golden
Yeah, I'm not poly but my life has always taught me
Two is better than one, come fuck me and suck me
Yeah, monotonous monogamy, yeah, on top of mahogany
For the third time today like she is a part of me
Yeah, my life is dope and I do dope shit
I don't give a fuck what you think important
Yeah, I'm focused on that rib-eye steak and ocean
No 11, I be solo dolo, livin' coastin'
I'm livin' a real life in the Matrix
But this Neo got Ray-Bans and fresh kicks
Yeah, I feel like an M&M in the trail mix
Yeah, nobody can tell me just who the man is

[Chorus: YUNG FLEX]
You ain't finna pop shit, lil' bitch
Trust me, you don't wanna talk shit, get hit
You ain't really finna pop shit, lil' bitch
Trust me, you don't wanna talk shit, get hit
You ain't really finna pop shit, lil' bitch
Trust me, you don't wanna talk shit, get hit
You ain't really finna pop shit, lil' bitch
Trust me, you don't wanna talk shit, get hit