Pop Sh*t (Explicit) 歌詞
Pop Sh*t (Explicit) - Quality Control/Migos
Lyrics by：Quavious Marshall/Kiari Cephus/Kirsnick Ball
Composed by：Quavious Marshall/Kiari Cephus/Kirsnick Ball
Takeoff：
Ayy
DY Krazy
Ayy you know who done f**ked upright you
Uh
Yeah you
Yo you too n***a
Yo yo you too n***a
Let me pop my s**t yeah you too n***a
Backends we get pop it
8-8-808 Mafia
Your ho been hit
Oh you talkin' 'bout your b***h
The wrist been lit Ice
And live like this
Nah for real n***a
Hundred K spent on my wrist lil' n***a
Breakin' that pot and that d**e gon' triple
I left a tip for your b***h my n***a
I f**k her mouth her throat got bigger
Pull up and hop out the car drip
F**k on a b***h she a star drip
Buy it and f**k what it cost drip
Try it and get knocked off brrt
They gon' eat the dab up Jaws
Never shop crib came with a mall
Free my n***as that's behind the wall
Ain't gon' stop till they free my n***as all
I can make a movie Seagal
No dribble I ball
And roll up a Backwood with Cookie as fat as a log
Then hop in the frog
I'ma go and pop my s**t
I'ma pull up at six
Number one first draft pick
Coupe it came with the kit
Real n***as all around me
Lot of p***y n***as still exist
Draco right under my trench
Starter b***hes on my bench
The cookie pack came dense
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t pop
Pop s**t pop-pop-pop s**t
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t pop
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t pop
Pop s**t pop-pop-pop s**t
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t pop
Takeoff/Offset：
I'ma go an' pop my s**t
Hold on let me talk my s**t
Tell her don't look my way
N***a I'll buy your b***h
No wings attached
You don't get fly like this
No strings attached
Woo woo woo
I'ma pop my s**t
Offset：
Don't be poppin' get caught with the sawed-off
Poppin'
Whippin' c*****e cookin' product
Coke
Break down the d**e like it's sawdust
Break down
Look what the grind done bought us
Look
Catch the b***hes
Catch
But I don't fetch the b***hes
No
Catch your b***h I ain't hit her I was thinkin' about your feelings
Here you go
I'ma glide on your b***h do you hear me
Glide
Shooter on the bench and pop wheelies
Brrt
QC n***a pop millions
Woo
We ain't gonna talk about the feelings
Nah
We ain't gotta talk about the gremlins
Nah
Paid shooters 'round me chillin'
Bow
Pop it off baby start kneeling
Pop it off
Give me my racks off the dribble
Racks
My papa pull up in a lizard
Pull up
The eyes on that b***h like a gizzard
Eyes
I get the money so vivid
Racks
Young n***a I'm makin' history
History
Set not going for dissing
Nah
On a jet when I'm flying the distance
Jet
Bad b***h she an assistant
B***h
Drive the bricks to Michigan
Woo
Takeoff：
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t
Pop
Pop s**t pop-pop-pop s**t
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t
Pop
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t
Pop
Pop s**t pop-pop-pop s**t
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t
Pop
I'ma go an' pop my s**t
Hold on let me talk my s**t
Tell her don't look my way
N***a I'll buy your b***h
No wings attached
You don't get fly like this
No strings attached
I'ma pop my s**t
Quavo：
Quavo
Pop my s**t I pop it
Pop it
Whole lotta bullets in the cartridge
Told 'em trust the process
Trust it
I'ma break em down diagnostics
Break it
Cup of the drank too toxic
Woo
Stashin' the pint in the cockpit
Stashin'
Your b***h want my kids she swallowed it
Uhh
Came back up for oxygen
Up
FN make a n***a move
Move move
Put a f**k n***a on the news
News news
Mama drunk let you drank booze
Mama
'Cause her son done turned into food
D**n
Big-name came with the weight
Woo
Rear cam all in the plates
Yeah
Mix it in dog food baked
Skrt
Finesse me a n***a out of state
Jugg
You turned to a woman Cait
Jenner
Crisp back the lawn mow the snakes
Renter
Stick to the money pace
Stuck
Hit the gas to the top it's a race
Top
My wrist can't stop Ma$e
Woo
Give a b***h my cock the taste
Here
Got a M in the locked suitcase
Cash
Mama found it when she broke the vase
D**n ma
Takeoff：
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t
Pop
Pop s**t pop-pop-pop s**t
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t
Pop
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t
Pop
Pop s**t pop-pop-pop s**t
Pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t pop s**t
Pop
I'ma go an' pop my s**t
Hold on let me talk my s**t
Tell her don't look my way
N***a I'll buy your b***h
No wings attached
You don't get fly like this
No strings attached
I'ma pop my s**t