Pop Out Lyrics

Bouta pop out

Bitch don't run your mouth

We gon make sure that you're not found

If you fuck around

Mothafucka you'll get knocked out

Bitch it's lights out

If you dissin, who let them hounds out

Yeah we in route, bouta kill 'em all

Bouta pop out

Bitch don't run your mouth

We gon make sure that you're not found

If you fuck around

Mothafucka you'll get knocked out

Bitch it's lights out

If you dissin, who let them hounds out

Yeah we in route, bouta kill 'em all

I'm sick of all these mothafuckas begging for attention

Your a sissy little bitch

Craving some type of affection

You need some sympathy?

I don't give a fuck, go cry bout it

Blaming your addiction

For your fuck ups, just to lie bout it

I know you talking shit behind my behind my back

Cause you ain't man enough to say shit to my face

But it's ok

Give it bout a year, you'll come back again

Saying that you changed

I don't give fuck on what you have to say

You can't stop lurking on my page

Never showing love unless it has something to do with you

I know you it's hard for you to listen through

If you ain't in it too, turn my back you stab it

Excuses of an addict

Found the truth through all your habits

You ain't really schizophrenic boy

Bouta pop out

Bitch don't run your mouth

We gon make sure that you're not found

If you fuck around

Mothafucka you'll get knocked out

Bitch it's lights out

If you dissin, who let them hounds out

Yeah we in route, bouta kill 'em all

Bouta pop out

Bitch don't run your mouth

We gon make sure that you're not found

If you fuck around

Mothafucka you'll get knocked out

Bitch it's lights out

If you dissin, who let them hounds out

Yeah we in route, bouta kill 'em all

I'm burning thru the page

And I'll die for fuck of it

Idolizin, demonizing

What you choose to make of it

Every time I see you

I can feel you wanna die

Given what you got

Being foolish with your life

Bury the things

You wanna let go

Give the past a wave

Or you'll lose your soul

With the things you made

You never did alone

So don't be talkin all that crazy shit

You better watch your fucken tone

Overdriven by the thoughts of obsession

Your lost in the mental games

Then you blame depression

Got the admission that you vibin with guilt

Actin like you gonna end

What you didn't help build

Yeah