Mr. Pop Shit Lyrics

Ayo Pluto, you goin' brazy

Thuggin' tryna change my ways Heard that he a rat, I ain't trippin', no, I run with snakes

I done got rich, I ain't scared to bust a movin' J's

I ain't payin' for the pussy, I ain't trippin' You can't pull up where I stay

Know we got sticks, lookin' at my wrist Nigga, you know that I'm lit

Blue Benjis in my pocket, niggas thinkin' that I'm Crip

Bro, went missin' with a load, when we catch him, then he zip

It's me, Tre, and Smoke, if we wanna, we gon' take it bitch

Twenty-three a bag, yeah, we talkin' bout Exotic Zip

All that tough talkin', get a spankin', no, I love a switch

Shoot my shot at any ho, you knowin' that I never miss

Goin' ask about lil kee, you knowin' that he never miss

Mr. Pop shit, nigga, back up, you know I'm hot shit

I done broke her heart again, bae, I'm not shit

She like, make some time for me, I'd rather sell a zip

He can't come over to my side, he ain't leavin' with his jewels on

You can ask the city, everyone know this a red zone

I ain't talkin' to no runner, call me when the pack gone

Knowin' I'm a boss, I know how to work my damn phone

Damn, she lookin' fine as hell, fuck her, then I wish her well

Free bro n em inside a cell, till I see em I give em hell

You know they listen, if I drop her back, my youngin' pull up, go and get him

I ain't never did no fraud, no, I used to break in cars

Knowin' I'm a trap star, I'll get you wrapped, boy

Know I come from Section 8, I been goin' too hard

Mama, look up at your son, make a wish, get you installed

I ain't get the best deck, I just know how to play my cards

Mr. Pop shit, nigga, back up, you know I'm hot shit

I done broke her heart again, bae, I'm not shit

She like, make some time for me, no, I'd rather sell zips