Pop out ft. Drako & F4E Lyrics

Oh my God, I feel like I'm the one

Oh my God, oh my God

I feel like I'm the one, oh my God

Pop, pop out with a slug

Draco, hit him up

If you run up on me, glocky

Gon hit your shit, then it's up

When I pull up with a gang

You know that shit gonna attack

Yeah, that shit is wraps

No coming back from that

Watch me turn it up

I'll turn it up from that

Watch me burn it up

I'll burn it up from that

What you need

That mono slap

Let Draco hit your back

40 on my hip

And you know that shit gon go grah

Yeah, we send that boy up high

We send that boy to heaven

Yeah, we sippin' on that wok

Double cup, seven-eleven

Yeah, I ain't fuckin wit

You hoes and bitches

You are some peasants

Me and my brothers, we makin' that money

We scamming these bitches

Yeah, we been finessein, finesse them

I just be doin' this shit to finesse them

Glocky on, hit him, hit him with that beam

Take, all of his thoughts

Leave him with a lesson

Just stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it

I clock that Glock and then go pop it

I got this pocket, watch it, watch it

In the GLE-ski, ain't got no rockets, yeah

You know the word

I'm a slide when it's right

Got that Draco on my left

Got that Blicky on my right

Chase that nigga out his shoes

Book a flight, back to Perth

You know I'm rockin' with the gang

Been that nigga since my birth

They say they rockin' with me

But they ain't gang

They say I'm switchin' on them

But I ain't change

Red beam on his head

And it got range

Red beam on his head

And it got range

I said one step, two step, three step, stomp

Hit him in his chest

Make that bitch fuckin' jump

I said one step, two step, three step, stomp

Hit him in his chest

Now that bitch fuckin' slump, yeah

Make him jump, yeah

Now he slump, yeah

Hit him in his head red

Like he voted Trump, yeah

Dirty fanta

We sippin' dirty fanta

Tell them hoes to sit on top of me

Them bitches call me santa

Oh my God

Feel like I'm the one

Oh my God

Oh my God

I feel like I'm the one

Oh my God

Pop, pop out with a slug

Draco, hit him up

If you run up on me, glocky

Gon hit your shit, then it's up

When I pull up with a gang

You know that shit gonna attack

Yeah, that shit is wraps

No coming back from that

Watch me turn it up

I'll turn it up from that

Watch me burn it up

I'll burn it up from that

What you need

That mono slap

Let Draco hit your back

40 on my hip

And you know that shit gon go grah