Popout ft. TY420 Lyrics

I been workin I been makin more deposits

I been up and down the state bro I ain't trippin on no mileage

You ain't good at stackin cho, betta take your ass to college

Betta move I'm tryin to ball I ain't got timeouts ain't no stoppage

I'm a, big steppa I ain't talkin I'm just slidin

Gotta move I'm runnin plays you see the neck you see the timin

I ain't thinkin about you baby, you know what's on my noggin

Tryin to get my son a house, tryna give my brothers diamonds

I see your pace you betta pick it up

Fuck that stupid bitch go get your chicken up

Gotta put it down so I can live it up

Got a lota weight on me I lift it up

Like popeye

Baby I just need more spinach

You know I'm comin up you lookin like you finished

I'm thinkin cho I don't know where the fuck your head is

Bitch get out my face you ain't my dentist

I'ma pop out

Early morning for that chicken

I'ma jumpman baby I don't need no Pippen

I ain't trippin on no comments and no mentions

I hear that bullshit you be talkin bitch I live it

Get your dough up

There ain't no promise for tomorrow

I see that struggle in your eyes I feel the sorrow

This for my bro and all the clothes you let me borrow

I ain't stopping for you dawg I hit the gas I push the throttle

I'ma hot boy

Baby I thought you learned your lesson

I'm too busy bitch I'm poppin Smith and Wesson

No goin back no sittin down I learned my lesson

Lazy nigga get your dough up always tryin to get your weapon

You a goofball

I see your car but where your chicken at

Why you kickin off your shoes bro we ain't kickin back

I'm in the trenches ain't no hope where I be livin at

I never stop I'll take a L and I go get it back

I got to

I been workin I been makin more deposits

I been up and down the state bro I ain't trippin on no mileage

You ain't good at stackin cho, betta take your ass to college

Betta move I'm tryin to ball I ain't got timeouts ain't no stoppage

I'm a, big steppa I ain't talkin I'm just slidin

Gotta move I'm runnin plays you see the neck you see the timin

I ain't thinkin about you baby, you know what's on my noggin

Tryin to get my son a house, tryna give my brothers diamonds

Ay, look

I'm too lit for all that weak shit

Just cuz I'm quiet that don't mean that I don't peep shit

You know she toxic when she fight and love to eat dick

But it's gon cost a pretty penny just to keep this

Maneuver through that shit I be playin it clever

You gotta play it like its chess you playin like checkers

She like the Louis on my buckle she tuggin my leather

She a spicy lil mami just eatin the pepper

Hot Boy

You gon get burnt tryin to play with my cheddar

Block boy

And every single nigga around me a stepper

Playboy

When she play with me I be gettin it wetter

Tell the truth I said my boo she be doin it better

I don't play no games about my money or my life

Even cut my brother off if he play me outta five

Play yo role and I'ma keep you I don't like em out of line

Time is money she came broke I guess that's is she out of time

She gotta go

Cuz member all the times that I got locked out

Member bro couldn't watch his mouth then he got knocked out

Member me and bro was super close but he the cops now

Gotta watch out, cuz it get hectic when we popout

I been workin I been makin more deposits

I been up and down the state bro I ain't trippin on no mileage

You ain't good at stackin cho, betta take your ass to college

Betta move I'm tryin to ball I ain't got timeouts ain't no stoppage

I'm a, big steppa I ain't talkin I'm just slidin

Gotta move I'm runnin plays you see the neck you the timin

I ain't thinkin about you baby, you know what's on my noggin

Tryin to get my son a house, tryna give my brothers diamonds

I see your pace you betta pick it up

Fuck that stupid bitch go get your chicken up

Gotta put it down so I can live it up

I got a lota weight on me I lift it up

Like popeye

Baby I just need more spinach

You know I'm comin up you lookin like you finished

I'm thinkin cho I don't know where the fuck your head is

Bitch get out my face you ain't my dentist

I'ma pop out