
Pop up ft. Moe Dott Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, let me talk to you
Come on, bro
Turn me up, turn me up, turn me up
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
Pop a ratchet spot at your mama's house
Cop your ass laying on that motherfucking couch
Who is this bitch
Then I called the bro
He said, don't worry, sis
I'ma up the scope
If he try me, I'ma run up, then I blow
I said, oh, yeah, that's a motherfucking show
So I went and fucked that motherfucking pole
Bro came through the door
Nigga, that's your ho
He tried to up his pole
I said, oh, hell no
I shot him in his head
Damn, that nigga dead
He should probably call the feds
I asked, so
So what you want to do
He said, it's up to you
I said, oh, the truth
Blow that bitch too
Fuck it, bro
Let's get that bitch too
Let's get that bitch too
What that bitch talking about
She said she wanted to smoke because her nigga died already
Bet we ain't leave no witnesses
Ayy, it's hard to kill a cute bitch
Ayy, she a real baddie
But you know I got to do what my lil' sister say
So you know we got to run up
Ayy, I just decided to get that bitch set up
Just like Styles saved me up
Ayy, I done fucked her
And then she got her ass shot up
Ayy, she was thinking that I was her snitch lean
In real life, I just wanted to kill the bitch
Ayy, I was going off
I was going off
But I don't give a fuck because all these niggas really soft
Nigga try to act alright
He try to pay the cost
Now he ain't the boss
Swear to God that I'm going to be your boss
Niggas looking up to me
Nigga try to play with me
I get them touched
Now he ready to roll with me
Now that nigga ready to go to war
I ask him what it is
All we going to do is up the scope
Ayy, I'm sitting on the phone with Shorty
And she asking me, what's the number
I said, bitch, what the fuck she need the number for
She trying to fuck that nigga
Pull up in these track cars
Know the tension
I don't give a fuck
I swear to God, we ready to fuck this bitch
Spin up in that Benz with these niggas
Talking metal
Ah
These niggas trying to knock me off my grind
Told that pussy nigga that I can't waste no fucking time
Ayy, I'm on my shit
And all these bitches on my dick
Do I give a fuck
And just like that, I just switched the fucking flow
Now I'm ready to