Mr pop it Lyrics

Ok southside shit

Mr pop it don't

(You dig what I say)

I say cruising down Tara in my scat pack jocking a bitch slapping these hoes

Ok a southside nigga bitch I came from the streets

He called me for a feature so I left a stain on his beat

He tried to act like his manager ain't drop the song

But we all kno that pussy nigga couldn't ride along

MDN4L the gang be wit me right or wrong

I was born in New Jersey I get wavy on my songs

She like I don't got this number bitch this my burner phone

I got a bad bitch yea she grew up in carver Holmes

I had another bitch her daddy tried to put me on

But that's another topic for a whole other song

The plug just drop the load cuz he know I get it gone

Ima Tara blv bully i am not from a zone

I be geek like ET boy I need to phone home

We was having 10 K before the 10 k business loan.

CPN for the win Porsche come ride along

Baby CPN for the win baby ride along

Mr pop it mr pop it

Don't stop it don't stop it

Mr pop it kicking flavor

Mr pop it getting paper

Mr pop it

Don't stop it

Mr pop it

Don't stop it

(Look ok look)

Whole lot of money we be making on the humbug

(Shhh)

Close your mouth them feds watching yea they on to us

A whole lot of money because I just made 10k in two days that's a whole lot of plays like

Whole lot of money boy I swear I'm gone get it

When the crew get it yea you know we gone split it

Nigga talking shit his wig fuck it we gone split it

223 hit him made a nigga do a 360

I ain't gone cap made him do a 360

Told the country nigga meet me at the Winn Dixie

Sold him pound of that OG for bout 650

Whole up wait a minute made him pay 5550

He turned around and savage hit him with that 40 Glizzy

(Dam)

We turn yo ass into statistic

If it's smoke then you know the whole gang blitzing

They say that im what the rap game been missing

Mr pop it mr pop it

Don't stop it don't stop it

Mr pop it kicking flavor

Mr pop it getting paper

Mr pop it

Don't stop it

Mr pop it

Don't stop it