BAK Jay - Pop Shii (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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BAK Jay - Pop Shii (en) Lyrics
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You got to know we guapin' (Guapin'),
pockets extra sloppy (What?)
Don't I love my vegetables? Extra
cheese and broccoli (What?)
Don't Yung L.A. like to kick
it like karate? (Karate)
Don't I be with J-Money (Come on) servin'
everybody? (Ayy, I really be
with J-Money; come on, come on)
G-gotta to know I pop shit, money
long like Monopoly (Monopoly)
Y-youngest in my city with a
milli, like who toppin me?
(Who fuckin' toppin' me?)
Whole lot of opps gone, bullets
flyin', just for droppin'
three (Droppin' work)
I heard he got hit and still survived,
should've been R.I.P
Let me shut up on probation
now but still be makin'
sounds (Makin' sounds)
Ain't no new guys in this bitch, who
I be with, they chasе shit down
Free Lil' Switches, soon as he
get him a bond, I bеt he be
out that jam (Out that jam)
Broke-ass opps gon' be in that bitch
for a minute 'cause none of
them got no paper, paper (Huh)
I don't wanna fuck, say later,
later, sippin' on Tris',
my favorite flavor
He the type to speak on mine,
fuck droppin' dimes, I drop
that bag (Drop that bag)
Every car I had, know this shit sad
but I damn near crashed (Skrrt)
It's alright, he like to hang out
the window, lil' bro stuck out,
all he know is to kick dope
Tryna tell twin stop trippin' about
that bitch, ain't your fault that she
goin' (Ain't your fault, gang)
I gave racks to whoever I want when I
got rich, no man, I'm on (No man)
Micro ARP tucked in my pants, sometimes
this bitch be showin' (Fuck)
Ain't gon' trippin, my ho fuck up, that's
on her, her chance she blowin'
Rich-ass nigga when I walk
to the corner store, AP on
and don't ID (Don't ID)
I know that my ex ho mad,
I got a brand new bitch and
I'm in my P (In my P)
She don't like when I full of
these drugs, get active, whenever
I'm off 15 (Perkey)
Might just act a fool, get in that
mood, damn near drop my ski
Whatever you wanna do, nigga,
we can do it (We can do it)
Run up that bag, all I know
is get to it (Get to it)
Incognito, everything fully,
you dumb if you think you can
duck these bullets (Brrt)
Ayy, Of-Off White shoes, I
walk around with expensive
feet (Expensive feet)
Finna go drop twenty on my teeth,
it costs to talk to me
It costs to talk to my bitch too,
she really don't like none of you
hoes (Don't like you hoes)
Up the blick with ice all on my wrist,
watch how the pussy froze
I say fuck them niggas, they
wasn't there when I was down
bad broke (Down bad broke)
To my day ones, I can't wait 'til
we back outside doin' shows
Youngest in my city with a milli, like
who toppin me? (Who toppin' me?)
I heard he got hit and still survived,
should've been R.I.P. (Bitch)
Ain't no new guys in this bitch,
who I be with, they chase
shit down (They chase him)
Free Lil' Switches, soon as he
get him a bond, I bet he be
out that jam (Out that jam)
Broke-ass opps gon' be in that
bitch for a minute 'cause none
of them got no paper, paper
None of them got no fuckin'
money, broke-ass opps
Wrong w fuck wrong with these niggas?
Big BAK, nigga
Know we chase shit down,
fuck goin' on?
Come on
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