Pop it Lyrics

I'ma fuck you with all my chains on

Come here bae

Ik you like that

Hold on

Really rich I fuck you with my chains on I like to pop it

Bae yeen gotta ask me more than once you yk I got it

Girl Ik yo heart on lock but can a Red key unlock it

Her face card a 10 when she go work pay her deposit

If he don't ice you out that nigga lame you can have my pocket

Don't ask if I'm the one that tapped that brain yk i shot it

Pop it pop it pop it pop it pop it pop it pop it pop it come here

2400 on diors

Know I got two pairs mama cause you who I adore

I just popped a Rp ten I feel it in my core

Bump down s550 I'm way richer than before

Bad bitch she sitting pretty her nails ain't done ima buy her more

I buy her roses and a wig go home and fuck her like a whore

Really rich let's book a flight Pop chit in Vegas

I'll send a black truck Ain't the type to have you waiting

You my lil slut slow stroke and hold it in girl can you Take it

Went super plus inna brand new Benz yk speed Racing shawty

You can come to bout anything bae I'm omerta

Put the vibrator on yo clit while we fuck cause you a Squirter

I got all kinds cash I'm doing chit you ain't never Heard of

I like to pop it bad I mix Amiri shoes with Purple

She went Chanel I went Louie vutton

Make a booking site im finna buy you a salon

I like black and natural but I love when she go blonde

We both went Cartier like we ain't know the time

When Im back stabbin gripping a 30 inch only time I get behind

Can't let these bitches get one up on you you way too fine

You her bae you the don

Ion ever see no other bitch it's like I'm blind

I'm the one that bought them kills I drop that cash just know he dying

I love it when you tell me that Pussy mine even tho you lying

A different type a rich I love to buy shit and make you glow

Fuck with me You'll never touch a purse and you'll never touch a door

This some fast fast hell cat charger why the fuck would I drive it slow

I'll let off Kobe Bryant if They play in that strip club from two-four

Broke ass Nigga ain't never bought you nothing I'll buy his fuckin lo

When yo ex nigga die I'll shoot that nigga casket to the floor

I hype you up when you be twerking get it sexy bae you know (get it sexy)

Pop it pop it pop it pop it pop it pop it pop it pop it come here

Come here

Bae bae flttt I like it pop it come on