Pop 2 (Slow Version)

Ayy, ayy, ayy What's up, man

It's your boy, Mandawg live in the box, it's two

Ayy, ayy, walker on the top, runnin' through the Block

See me in your DM, I'm stuck I'm a type of nigga that buy you warm shoes

I be chillin' by myself, that's what I talk to Baby, That's a nice smile, but who got you

I can't bop one, no, I gotta pop two In my zone, Only when niggas walk through

Snitchin' on a hustle, go go pop you You got Fam, we got fam, we gon' lapse too

Okay, see, I don't like to talk a lot But if I gotta Talk money, I'm on top of charts

I know some real fellas ain't scared, they gon' try plot

You got a blade or a Glock, anything that pop I Was raised how to love, the love turn to hate