Pop My Shit (Explicit)

Pop My **** (Explicit) - 9lokknine/RugRat OD

Lyrics by：Harald Hjermann Sørebø/Courageous Xavier Herra/Jacquavius Smith/Rodarius Green

Composed by：Harald Hjermann Sørebø/Courageous Xavier Herra/Jacquavius Smith/Rodarius Green

Them n***as already know where we from

And who we with

Glokk 19 with a big ol drum

I'm like how I'm gon miss

OD I swear they don't know 'bout struggle

And what we did

N***a I'd never ever leave my brother

By side I stand

Same d**n posse I ain't switch up ****

N***a already know how I'm rockin

I swing the whole ****

I run down n***a pop my glokk

But ima pop my ****

Thought I'm from atlanta ima pop my ****

Ima pop my ****

Skinny fat I'm make feel this ****

I'm tryna peel me a ***** pop a pill

My n***as waitin for appeals and ****

These crackers tryan max out a jit

Thought I was broke 'til

I brought the racks out on a *****

Go to twistin my fingers stackin and ****

I got pc thought I was goin to the gym

Population it's trial and tribulations to this

**** racist they want me doin ages in this

And I don't want no patience for it

Pop out and get popped down my them jits

Now I got blood on my kicks

Guitar hero n***a rock out with ya clique

We posted up waitin for the blitz

Ain't no new n***as nah ain't no new n***as

We got two dropped off and your whole crew can't get in

I'm ball tall I fall when I flop ima sit

Now lil O got the ball and the rock in his hand

It's your court n***a ask who

Up the road where they thought I was wreckin them

And the trooper keep thinkin she's gon catch the *****

These crackers keep findin out **** 'cause a snitch

I'm from where you get extorted by a jit

Them gold slugs talk jibberish

Them n***as already know where we from

And who we with

Glokk 19 with a big ol drum

I'm like how I'm gon miss

OD I swear they don't know 'bout struggle

And what we did

N***a I'd never ever leave my brother

By side I stand

Same d**n posse I ain't switch up ****

N***a already know how I'm rockin

I swing the whole ****

I run down n***a pop my glokk

But ima pop my ****

Thought I'm from atlanta ima pop my ****

Ima pop my ****

You get right get left

I cook up no chef

Everybody rap 'bout death

But I'm stay skrapped that's forever

Gun on my hip no belt

When we step we step

When I was doin time you left

When I was doin time you left

When I was just thuggin my way

And goin thru pain and rage

Free tay he locked in a cage

I wonder who gon ride the wave

These n***as be btihces you hoes be lovin these n***as

So everybody fake

But yeah we skrapped with them glizzys

You move wrong we send shots to the face

Them n***as already know where we from

And who we with

Glokk 19 with a big ol drum

I'm like how I'm gon miss

OD I swear they don't know 'bout struggle

And what we did

N***a I'd never ever leave my brother

By side I stand

Same d**n posse I ain't switch up ****

N***a already know how I'm rockin

I swing the whole ****

I run down n***a pop my glokk

But ima pop my ****

Thought I'm from atlanta ima pop my ****

Ima pop my ****