D.U.Ivan - Pop Off Lyrics

I'm from the place
Where your neighbor
Is an alligator
Friend to your face
Talking to the Jake
Like an hour later
Got ya sour as a
Now and later
Used to be homies and
Now you hate him
Started from scratch
And its getting greater
I was a custy
And now I cater
What do you need
What you looking for
A probably got it
And if I don't I can
Probably get it
I know some people
I be politicking
I be kissing hands
I be shaking babies
I'm getting it
Imma make it baby
Coming soon like
I'm making babies
Make momma proud
She been hating lately!
These are the facts
Getting pretty sic of
Sitting in back
I'm moving up
Trying to be in front
So that's
Where i'm at
Done with the fronting
That shit hold you back
Simple as that
Picking up slack
Get rid of them stat
Simple as that
When we face off
Y'all be way off
Never saw me coming
Ray Charlesm
Bitch made
Way soft
I smell you coming
Like an 8ball
Straight fish puss
I'm disgusted
Get dismissed
With quickness
Fisticuffs
Or just raps
Mismatch
This just facts
Lil' bitch

Hoe ass bitch
Esta es facilito

I'm feelin good
Respect for my skills
Shit's understand
Reppin my hood
305 day everyday
Reppin the crib in every way
Red and black
Dead giveaway
Or that green and orange
Ain't talking Florida
Talking the U
Don't get it confused
Home the twerk
Where homies be
Putting in work
Place that taught me
To act like a jerk
Acting to soft
You prolly get merk'd
And left in the dirt
Know how to act
You get the respect
Drippin with sauce
On your wrist and kneck
Don't mean you a boss
It mean you a target
Smith and the Wesson
Got some more sauce
On your Mitchell and Nesse
Ain't gonna do shit
More bitching at best
This life we live
A rigorous test
Shit is gamble
I'm winning the bet
Doubling up now
Color me up now
Haters want me to
Shut up
But worked too hard
To ever shut down
Lil bitch
Nevr gonna quit motherf*cker
Don't need much
Coming soon
Me and Chris Dean
Beatwave!