POPMASHIT Lyrics

If you get cold, put on a sweater

Me and my niggas go metal, yeah

I got this bitch just like Hefner

I got this bitch off a tesla

And she gon' do what I tell her

Yeah I put my bitch, on top of the list

Point out a nigga who do it like this

Cash out on diamonds, I flooded her wrist

Tell me who do it like this

Ricky, Balenci, Prada, all that shit

If you got a problem, come and solve it bitch

Twin got a chopper ready, let it hit (Ah)

Stay out the mix, I stay in the booth

He tellin' a tale, I'm telling the truth

I doubled my money, I double it deuce

He talk about war but I can call the troops

All of these drugs on my body

I'm in the spot with a hottie, yeah

Twin rollin' off molly

That boy ain't talkin' 'bout no money yeah

Me and my gang got a ton

Poppin' my shit it ain't none

I got a bad bitch in black like a nun

I'm in the back of the spot countin' funds

I show alil money, she throwin' that ass

I'm talkin' 'bout that money, I'm talkin' 'bout that cash

I'm takin' a blunt, to the face nah

Ain't passin' the gas

All of my bitches is bad, all of you bitches is sad

I had to get off my ass, I had to chase me a bag, huh

Now I'm whippin' the foreign, nigga I'm doin' the dash, huh

I know they tryna catch up, I left they ass in the past, huh

I just been poppin' my shit, I know these niggas big mad

If you get cold, put on a sweater

Me and my niggas go metal, yeah

I got this bitch just like Hefner

I got this bitch off a tesla

And she gon' do what I tell her

Yeah I put my bitch, on top of the list

Point out a nigga who do it like this

Cash out on diamonds, I flooded her wrist