Pop Out

Pop out with these diamonds on me, pop out with your bitch too

Had a lot of karma back in blood, we aiming heads too

Head shot, dead shot, made a nigga think twice

Ran up on the gang, we let it bang, nigga, we take lifes

See, I can't even move in silence, bitch, you know I tiptoe

Creep up on a nigga, turn his head into a peephole

Pop out with them switches on me, pop out with my Glocks too

Got a lot of bitches, you my favorite, I can't wife you

See, I can't trust a bitch who for the streets, you know that shit's facts