CHAPTER 15. Lyrics

Pop out ain't no holdin' back

Fucked another stolen track

You gone reach the stars and touch they heart my brother told me that

Never do too much just play yo part till all them hoes attached

Got a set of rules for niqqas who gon let me blow the track then boom

All them niqqas fronted now they doomed

Mask up, terminators airing out the fumes

Don't condone this shit but brodie do what he gon' do

Call him once he walkin' in them niqqas clearing out the room

I'm back on my rappin' shit

I'm back on my runway model face but humble trapper shit

I'm back on my jumpin' state to state with Reid attackin' shit

See nowadays don't really take too much for T to slap a bitch

I'm back to the streets on 4

Been thought bout fuckin' eenie meenie miney many hoes

No matter time and place I'm still gon' always tell the bros

Don't let no stoopid bitch go head and trick you out the code

From north of KGB to City Beach they screamin' P outside

How we know you in the house because it's me outside

Lost count how many deep is we for free, that's a glide

Wodie started up the problems, now our actions justified

OH MY

Pop out ain't no holdin' back

Fucked another stolen track

You gone reach the stars and touch they heart my brother told me that

Never do too much just play yo part till all them hoes attached

Got a set of rules for niqqas who gon let me blow the track then boom

All them niqqas fronted now they doomed

Mask up, terminators airing out the fumes

Don't condone this shit but brodie do what he gon' do

Call him once he walkin' in them niqqas clearing out the room