Jd On Tha Track
Iceberg want a bag, bitch
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
She don't like her body, left the doctor with a new shape
Blowing up my phone 'cause she just see me with my new bae
Heartbreaker, ladies love me like I'm Cool J
She was tryna cling onto a nigga, but it's too late
Booked a flight to Cali, racks and condoms in my suitcase
And every single dollar in these bands gotta blue face
Diamonds in the Rollie, they in HD like it's Blu-Ray
The way that I been ballin' should make the cover of 2K
Show out for the summer I might pull up in a new Wraith
Dissin' on the gang that's gon' only get your crew chased
And we hawk shit down, better tighten up yo shoe lace
Lil' bro get up close let the Glock 22 spray
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
Oh-ohh-ohh, yeah
I call lil' bro
He said he ready for the stain (said he ready for the stain)
What you claim? You a lame
You ain't never put in pain (put in pain)
So I be around some killers
That go crazy for the gang (they go crazy for the game)
If I showed you all my charges
You won't look at me the same (you won't look at me the same)
Made some choices in my life
I wish I never had to make (wish I never had to make)
Lost my brother, seen him die
And I just seen him graduate (I just seen him graduate)
Got that .40 on my side
And I'm just rollin' past the Jakes (I'm just rollin' past jakes)
Bro, my hands can do the job
And I ain't talkin' masturbate
I was in and outta state (state)
'Cause I had a bag to make (bag to make)
I risked my life but it's aight
'Cause God ain't let me pass away (pass away)
F*ck tomorrow, spin the block
Just know we comin' back today (back today)
I call Polo, he come dolo, we get 'em the fast way
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
Polo G - Pop Out Lyrics
Polo G - Pop Out Lyrics
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Jd On Tha Track
Iceberg want a bag, bitch
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
She don't like her body, left the doctor with a new shape
Blowing up my phone 'cause she just see me with my new bae
Heartbreaker, ladies love me like I'm Cool J
She was tryna cling onto a nigga, but it's too late
Booked a flight to Cali, racks and condoms in my suitcase
And every single dollar in these bands gotta blue face
Diamonds in the Rollie, they in HD like it's Blu-Ray
The way that I been ballin' should make the cover of 2K
Show out for the summer I might pull up in a new Wraith
Dissin' on the gang that's gon' only get your crew chased
And we hawk shit down, better tighten up yo shoe lace
Lil' bro get up close let the Glock 22 spray
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
Oh-ohh-ohh, yeah
I call lil' bro
He said he ready for the stain (said he ready for the stain)
What you claim? You a lame
You ain't never put in pain (put in pain)
So I be around some killers
That go crazy for the gang (they go crazy for the game)
If I showed you all my charges
You won't look at me the same (you won't look at me the same)
Made some choices in my life
I wish I never had to make (wish I never had to make)
Lost my brother, seen him die
And I just seen him graduate (I just seen him graduate)
Got that .40 on my side
And I'm just rollin' past the Jakes (I'm just rollin' past jakes)
Bro, my hands can do the job
And I ain't talkin' masturbate
I was in and outta state (state)
'Cause I had a bag to make (bag to make)
I risked my life but it's aight
'Cause God ain't let me pass away (pass away)
F*ck tomorrow, spin the block
Just know we comin' back today (back today)
I call Polo, he come dolo, we get 'em the fast way
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
Iceberg want a bag, bitch
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
She don't like her body, left the doctor with a new shape
Blowing up my phone 'cause she just see me with my new bae
Heartbreaker, ladies love me like I'm Cool J
She was tryna cling onto a nigga, but it's too late
Booked a flight to Cali, racks and condoms in my suitcase
And every single dollar in these bands gotta blue face
Diamonds in the Rollie, they in HD like it's Blu-Ray
The way that I been ballin' should make the cover of 2K
Show out for the summer I might pull up in a new Wraith
Dissin' on the gang that's gon' only get your crew chased
And we hawk shit down, better tighten up yo shoe lace
Lil' bro get up close let the Glock 22 spray
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
Oh-ohh-ohh, yeah
I call lil' bro
He said he ready for the stain (said he ready for the stain)
What you claim? You a lame
You ain't never put in pain (put in pain)
So I be around some killers
That go crazy for the gang (they go crazy for the game)
If I showed you all my charges
You won't look at me the same (you won't look at me the same)
Made some choices in my life
I wish I never had to make (wish I never had to make)
Lost my brother, seen him die
And I just seen him graduate (I just seen him graduate)
Got that .40 on my side
And I'm just rollin' past the Jakes (I'm just rollin' past jakes)
Bro, my hands can do the job
And I ain't talkin' masturbate
I was in and outta state (state)
'Cause I had a bag to make (bag to make)
I risked my life but it's aight
'Cause God ain't let me pass away (pass away)
F*ck tomorrow, spin the block
Just know we comin' back today (back today)
I call Polo, he come dolo, we get 'em the fast way
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
Writer: Dylan Berg, Joao Victor Alba Duarte, Taurus Bartlett, Tione Mertitt
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
•"Pop Out" is a song by American rapper Polo G featuring American rapper Lil Tjay.
• Billboard magazine called the song a "hard-nosed anthem".
• "Pop Out" debuted at number 95 on the US Billboard Hot 100, becoming both Polo G and Lil Tjay's first chart entry. It has so far peaked at number 11 on the chart.
• On June 12, 2019, the single was certified platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) for combined sales and streaming data of over a million copies in the United States.
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Polo G• Billboard magazine called the song a "hard-nosed anthem".
• "Pop Out" debuted at number 95 on the US Billboard Hot 100, becoming both Polo G and Lil Tjay's first chart entry. It has so far peaked at number 11 on the chart.
• On June 12, 2019, the single was certified platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) for combined sales and streaming data of over a million copies in the United States.
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From Album: Die a Legend
Genre(s): Hip Hop, Trap
Length: 2:46
Written by: Dylan Berg, Joao Victor Alba Duarte, Taurus Bartlett, Tione Mertitt
Produced by: Iceberg, JD on tha Track
Released: February 1st, 2019