YNGP - Pop Out Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
On my mama, I just touched the number, I never thought I can
I went stingy with this shit, I hit the bros, split up four bands
I went stingy with the dick, I gave all them hoes a chance

I went stingy with the stick, I tried to hit him & his man's
They say Bitch he in the pen, I say I ran up 30 bands
If you ain't sinning how I'm sinning
Then don't no life of sin yo brand

Bitch yeen winning, how I'm winning
And I got this shit out the mud
And my brody got a 30 in that pen
Still sippin' mud

And I smoke like a pound a week
Just control my anger
If you gang, then twist yo fingas
Cause if you ain't, then we gon' spank you

All these hoes runnin' after me
If I text you back, you thankful
And they still tryna get their recipe
All the pussy as opps like plankton

Pop out, say you in the field
And you get chopped block
My gang like the janitor in this bitch
How we bring them mops out, glocks out

You think you in the pic then you get cropped out
If you ran up some shit, you can't believe
Gonna pop out
Hotbox, I'ma do the dash before I hop out

Bitch, I'm like the band in the pen
I'm gonna rock out
Bitch, I'm doin' numbers in my trap
Jumpin' like Hopscotch

I done ran up the shit, would make a ho eyes FALL OUT
If you gang, niggas throw your set
Do it, no regret
If you sliding , niggas do it

Then don't put it in a text
If you bad, you might get a nick"5k"
If that pussy wet, kick out the spot
You ain't gettin' shit

If that pussy stretch
And I gave my dog a bone
I ain't even had him tell him fetch
And I'm raised up in the bricks

I was grown up playin' catch
Or man hunt
Niggas barely in the field
They like they punt

I was bad as f*ck
Auntie always whoop my ass cause
I like to hunch
Pop out, say you in the field

And you get chopped block
My gang like the adrenaline is big
How we bring them mugs out, gloves out
You think you in the pit, then you get cropped out

If you ran up some shit, you can't believe
Gonna pop out