TFE Sheedo - Pop Rocks Lyrics

We popping shots, knock your top off
Get your bitch, her pussy popping like some pop rocks
You think she loyal but she give the gang slop top
Pour me a cup, I sleepy now, I might nod off
First time I popped a pill, I thought I did get lock jaw
She too sometimey, put her to the side like coleslaw
Used to be playing with the rap, I coming full force
And I married to the game, it ain't no divorce

Bullets nail a nigga up like he on the cross
Feel like a big boss, but I ain't Rick Ross
Me and my duddie hit from both sides like it's criss-cross
Going up now, bey it's soon time for lift off
That hoe mad, when she see me, yeah she pissed off
See me doing good without her, make her skin crawl
Just check the score, I been balling from the tip-off
Getting hot now, like I drink me up some hot sauce
Want a reaction out of me, that's a lost cause
Don't mind niggas, get loose screws, I ain't got it all
Ain't no skyscraper, pressure coming so tall
Throwing shots like assists like I'm Chris Paul
She say her pussy talk Bentleys, Rovers & designer dawg
Same gal flagging jitney down talking "bus stop"
Playing boujee, out here basing, acting like a self boss
Nigga capping on my name but ain't get nothing for he self
Why you worrying about me, I just tryna increase my wealth
That pussy shit what you doing ain't good for your health
Put that ice on my wrist, I hope this shit don't melt
F*ck anyone who ain't with me, 'cause I riding for myself

We popping shots, knock your top off
Get your bitch, her pussy popping like some pop rocks
You think she loyal but she give the gang slop top
Pour me a cup, I sleepy now, I might nod off
First time I popped a pill, I thought I did get lock jaw
She too sometimey, put her to the side like coleslaw
Used to be playing with the rap, I coming full force
And I married to the game, it ain't no divorce

Mask on in the place, and I creeping up in stealth
Yeah, we going back to back, yeah, it's time to raise hell
These drugs boosting up my rage and that Yak get me jiggy too
Ain't beefing with no jokers, when you see me, boy you better shoot
No slapping up on the 'net, when you see me, you better step
That shit don't move me when I see them pussy boys making threats
And I thugging 'til my death, run it up 'til I out of breath
She get send 'round like a joint, I can't believe you cuff the thot
I hope you ain't sitting down, thinking that she on lock
Big drip, step up in the place, they gotta grab the mop
Like I say before, my time coming, you could check the clock
They think they straight 'cause they mommy ain't gotta cry yet
How they say they want my head but they ain't slide yet
F*ck the opps, them niggas pussy, only serious behind the 'net
Don't speak up on my brothers 'cause you meet your death
I say that you could meet your death

We popping shots, knock your top off
Get your bitch, her pussy popping like some pop rocks
You think she loyal but she give the gang slop top
Pour me a cup, I sleepy now, I might nod off
First time I popped a pill, I thought I did get lock jaw
She too sometimey, put her to the side like coleslaw
Used to be playing with the rap, I coming full force
And I married to the game, it ain't no divorce