Pop out
Make that front pop
So I can't see y'all
Bitch I'm smoked out
My life too cold bitch couldn't be y'all
And I'm off that Wockhardt
I'm too high I could touch the ceiling
Ain't got no heart
You can see I got no feelings
Bitch I pop out
Make that front pop
So I can't see y'all
Bitch I'm smoked out
My life too cold bitch couldn't be y'all
And I'm off that Wockhardt
I'm too high I could touch the ceiling
Ain't got no heart
You can see I got no feelings
Bitch I pop out
Hold up
Let me pop one call the bro up
Hop in the 6-4 pop back and forth
Back up in the lot where we post up
Gold teeth in my mouth you know me
24 karats Bugs Bunny
Fresh out the slums with my demons out the box
Ski mask on tryna get this money
Rolling with black mag, tryna get the cash fast
I don't need to rap fast, tryna get that bag back
Looking like I'm mad max, I don't need to flip packs
Got my Prada pants on looking like I'm ASAP
You ain't gotta tell me I'm the flyest shit when
I'm the hottest kid
Don't plan to buy the shit don't check the price tag I just buy it bitch
Them Cultboyz are too clean
CBZ that team
DOP that record label we pullin' up so mean
Run yo mouth tryna call me out like you ain't tryna be me
This lifestyle like a movie dawg and you ain't in my scene
Pop out
Make that front pop
So I can't see y'all
Bitch I'm smoked out
My life too cold bitch couldn't be y'all
And I'm off that Wockhardt
I'm too high I could touch the ceiling
Ain't got no heart
You can see I got no feelings
Bitch I pop out
Make that front pop
So I can't see y'all
Bitch I'm smoked out
My life too cold bitch couldn't be y'all
And I'm off that Wockhardt
I'm too high I could touch the ceiling
Ain't got no heart
You can see I got no feelings
Bitch I pop out
Cultboy JT - Popout Lyrics
Cultboy JT - Popout Lyrics
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Pop out
Make that front pop
So I can't see y'all
Bitch I'm smoked out
My life too cold bitch couldn't be y'all
And I'm off that Wockhardt
I'm too high I could touch the ceiling
Ain't got no heart
You can see I got no feelings
Bitch I pop out
Make that front pop
So I can't see y'all
Bitch I'm smoked out
My life too cold bitch couldn't be y'all
And I'm off that Wockhardt
I'm too high I could touch the ceiling
Ain't got no heart
You can see I got no feelings
Bitch I pop out
Hold up
Let me pop one call the bro up
Hop in the 6-4 pop back and forth
Back up in the lot where we post up
Gold teeth in my mouth you know me
24 karats Bugs Bunny
Fresh out the slums with my demons out the box
Ski mask on tryna get this money
Rolling with black mag, tryna get the cash fast
I don't need to rap fast, tryna get that bag back
Looking like I'm mad max, I don't need to flip packs
Got my Prada pants on looking like I'm ASAP
You ain't gotta tell me I'm the flyest shit when
I'm the hottest kid
Don't plan to buy the shit don't check the price tag I just buy it bitch
Them Cultboyz are too clean
CBZ that team
DOP that record label we pullin' up so mean
Run yo mouth tryna call me out like you ain't tryna be me
This lifestyle like a movie dawg and you ain't in my scene
Pop out
Make that front pop
So I can't see y'all
Bitch I'm smoked out
My life too cold bitch couldn't be y'all
And I'm off that Wockhardt
I'm too high I could touch the ceiling
Ain't got no heart
You can see I got no feelings
Bitch I pop out
Make that front pop
So I can't see y'all
Bitch I'm smoked out
My life too cold bitch couldn't be y'all
And I'm off that Wockhardt
I'm too high I could touch the ceiling
Ain't got no heart
You can see I got no feelings
Bitch I pop out
Make that front pop
So I can't see y'all
Bitch I'm smoked out
My life too cold bitch couldn't be y'all
And I'm off that Wockhardt
I'm too high I could touch the ceiling
Ain't got no heart
You can see I got no feelings
Bitch I pop out
Make that front pop
So I can't see y'all
Bitch I'm smoked out
My life too cold bitch couldn't be y'all
And I'm off that Wockhardt
I'm too high I could touch the ceiling
Ain't got no heart
You can see I got no feelings
Bitch I pop out
Hold up
Let me pop one call the bro up
Hop in the 6-4 pop back and forth
Back up in the lot where we post up
Gold teeth in my mouth you know me
24 karats Bugs Bunny
Fresh out the slums with my demons out the box
Ski mask on tryna get this money
Rolling with black mag, tryna get the cash fast
I don't need to rap fast, tryna get that bag back
Looking like I'm mad max, I don't need to flip packs
Got my Prada pants on looking like I'm ASAP
You ain't gotta tell me I'm the flyest shit when
I'm the hottest kid
Don't plan to buy the shit don't check the price tag I just buy it bitch
Them Cultboyz are too clean
CBZ that team
DOP that record label we pullin' up so mean
Run yo mouth tryna call me out like you ain't tryna be me
This lifestyle like a movie dawg and you ain't in my scene
Pop out
Make that front pop
So I can't see y'all
Bitch I'm smoked out
My life too cold bitch couldn't be y'all
And I'm off that Wockhardt
I'm too high I could touch the ceiling
Ain't got no heart
You can see I got no feelings
Bitch I pop out
Make that front pop
So I can't see y'all
Bitch I'm smoked out
My life too cold bitch couldn't be y'all
And I'm off that Wockhardt
I'm too high I could touch the ceiling
Ain't got no heart
You can see I got no feelings
Bitch I pop out
Writer: Agustin Sanchez, Jose Tovar
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid