POP OUT! ft. Adrian Mata Lyrics

Used to go dream bout this shit as a kid Remember everybody's Comments, they said

Pop out Fore' I move in motion again Two phones, two hoes, let's get it

Two models, they on vogue, they finished 18 lil bitch

And you know that I did it, huh Know i just ran this shit up, huh

Got the game in my hand like it's some type of luck

Man, I don't really give a fuck (Why?) Cause the fucks, I be givin' just Be givin' up (Ahh)

If there's luck, then there's luck, bitch, you givin', huh (Now I get it)

He a crud, why you run? Bitch, you better duck (Bitch)

Like what meek said, bitch, if you down, just him up (get up, get up)

We can fuck the whole world up

Hm, Hm. Hm, Okay

Hm, Hm, Hm, Okay Yeah

Remember those times I was down bad, I was down sad

When I had to go back that shit up

I was chillin', Now I'm mad about back then

That shit was past since we gotta tax em' up

Bitch, pop out

Why you sayin' all this shit? What you talkin' bout

Got hit with the metal, got rocked out

Thinkin' I should watch out

Watchin' everybody move exactly how I walk now

Really, what you talkin' bout (Yeah)

Type that shit up, you better pipe down, bitch

Sorry that I'm gettin' aggressive

But if these niggas wanna talk, they better stop the aggression

I know I'm gettin' aggressive, they always talkin' and textin

You posting guns, that your story, bitch, you ain't never pressin

Yeah, I'm pressed

How you talkin' crazy on the net

Always be talkin' until they pull up with no head

That's the type of shit that get you fucked up

Cause it's fuck love till we fuck huh, getting fucked up

And according to critics, that this shit luck

Gettin' all this shit cause I'm just independent and I don't give a fuck

Yo, Cupid , ain't some bitch-ass nigga that be makin' love songs

Tryna diss you or some shit

Man, you don't fuck with ESTRN

Fuck is you talkin' bout

My name is Mata and I got a Smith & Wesson tryna meet ya

You be fuckin' on some Tortas, nigga, you don't fuck with Divas

Yeah, we can sing and we can rap, but we know you cannot do either

My aim pristine even when I pour a four-up in the liter

You ain't got motion and your girl not gettin' wet just like the ocean

You a D1 crashout, nigga, of course you ain't got no notion

And once this track drop, I don't wanna hear that you was jokin

And if you come back, I don't wanna hear that you be totin

But I'm just jokin', nigga, shut up

Oh, geez, if I mess up, hoping I don't fuck up

Said it's the diamonds, the belts, the rings, man even you told em the Watch

Tryna bring vibe to the show, but you showin' everybody shit you ain't Got

Sorry I powered some love in some niggas, but shorty said that you ain't got a shot

Let me know when you're done, adding me to your songs about love

Independent, but depending on niggas to give you applause

I never hated on bitches, but this bitch tryna see how I'm feelin' inside

Valentines day is said she fuckin' with me? but she knew that you Wasn't her vibe

Then she goes, lil' nigga, just lift up your head and get put on the spot

Bitch