Pop Out ft. Da Don Louie & Louie Ray Lyrics

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We Brought them Glocks out

It's time to rock out

Lil bro and them too reckless

They still serving while the narcs out

Fuck clout

You say it's up now

Nigga it's stuck now

We been having action for a min

Time to slow down

I'm the one who call the plays

I'm feeling like a coach or some

I be dodging twelve

Like a nigga out here on the run

Glock twenty-three with the beam

That's my favorite gun

Trapping been my passion

I just do this rapping shit for fun

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I brought the chop out

That arp look like guitar

That mean I'm finna rock out

Pull up at a Nigga job

Whoop em make em clock out

I heard they said it was a drought

Shy money brought the shop out

I brought the drop out

On Gang

She gone fuck fasho ain't gotta spit game

That's a dumb ass question asking who I'm wit hoe I'm wit the gang

Niggas playing both side pick a side

Why you switching lanes

Ian gone line I couldn't picture this even if it was in a frame

Fake ass fuck nigga shit ion entertain

Sixth man ima let you niggas shine til coach put me in the game

I'm authentic I'm still the same nigga I could never change

We got them sticks nigga

No precipitation we gone make it rain

Lil cuz DTE bussed down

You die you touch his chain

Slide the coupe I'm in and outta traffic I keep change lanes

I promise if I ever fall off again I'll go insane

Got the head the first time that we met ain't even know her name

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We Brought them Glocks out

It's time to rock out

Lil bro and them too reckless

They still serving while the narcs out

Fuck clout

You say it's up now?

Nigga it's stuck now

We been having action for a min

Time to slow down

I'm the one who call the plays

I'm feeling like a coach or some

I be dodging twelve

Like a nigga out here on the run

Glock twenty-three with the beam

That's my favorite gun

Trapping been my passion

I just do this rapping shit for fun

(Still Grinding)

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It's niggas who don't like me that's gone come

I brought the opps out

My nigga Cee just bought a car ain't got no roof

He brought his drop out

The school that I went to ain't give a fuck

That's why I dropped out

Ain't tell nobody we was even coming

Brought the block out

Army style artillery

Glock with no switch they killing me

I hate when they be sending beats to rap on but be billing me

Ain't left the hood at all you know this trapping is still in me

Drunk a twelve last night I'm still high

That shit still in me

I jumped off the porch in Rocawear you know I been a G

They tell me I remind them of my pops I must resemble 'em

I'm rocking shit

I'm popping out at schools I do assemblies

You shouldn't have been out there if you wasn't ready

Ain't no sympathy

It's dirty so I got my pistol me in this industry

I got my back against the wall it ain't no sneaking me

I got za and bows going for like a stack

Who got em cheap as me?

I'm back and forth collecting syrup

I'm like a busy bee

(Yeah)

(Gang)