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Amaire Johnson - Pop Lyrics

[Intro: ScHoolboy Q]
Ol' fuckface punk-rock biatch
(Nah-nah-nah, yeah)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Yeah-yeah, uh
I've been gettin' money back then, uh
Making plays, top ten, uh
Look at me, the 'Rari backed in, hm
Yeah, I was patched in, uh
Hella million sold, no friends (No, no)
Bitch, I was locked in, uh (Yeah, yeah)
Leveled up, nigga, popped in
Nigga, popped in, nigga, popped in
Nigga, popped in, nigga, popped in
Nigga, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop

[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Pop, nigga, pop, nigga, pop, nigga, pop, nigga
Pop, nigga, pop, nigga, pop, nigga, pop, nigga
Pop, nigga, pop, nigga, pop, nigga, pop, uh
Gang activities, nigga
(Pop, pop, pop)
Suu, uh, uh (Ah!)
Uh

[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
I probably shouldn't walk the way I walk, nigga
Socked out, watch the way you talkin', when you talk, nigga (Uh)
Yeah, got me fucked up, look
I'm snatching niggas wave caps off, gang tats off
Fuck yo' set, hat get soakеd, spilled that yolk
Figg Side, fuck that boy, we smokе that boy (Yeah)
Chase him down, do that boy, we left that boy, uh (Ah)
Get buck, get buck, get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck, buck, buck
Get buck, get buck, get buck, get buck, uh (Suu)
What we talkin' 'bout, huh?
Gang shit, I invented that, huh? I'm real as they—, come on, huh, look
Just got the Wraith, damn, I scratched it up
I guess, the Bentley truck, I'm killin' they act, uh
Get one in yo' back, there's one in yo' hat, huh
We sellin' it match, nigga, keepin' it back
To Russia and back,nigga
China to Europe, Europe to Africa, black
So run me my stacks, uh, two million in that, nigga
Three million in that, four million in that, nigga (Ay)
Put fifty in that, nigga, a hunnid in this, I never could miss
Nigga, we jump out that bitch, yeah, check off the list
You rappin' this, nigga, we really do this
Pussy, you really's a bitch
[Chorus: Rico Nasty & ScHoolboy Q]
Nigga, pop, dime piece, fo' piece, cop that
Bad bitch, can't speak, she can't help it (Yeah)
Nigga, pop, nigga, pop, nigga, pop, nigga, pop (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
Nigga, pop, nigga, pop, nigga, pop, nigga, pop (Yeah)
Nigga, pop, dime piece, fo' piece, cop that (Pop, pop, pop)
Bad bitch, can't speak (Woo!), she can't help it (Let's go)
Nigga, pop, nigga, pop, nigga, pop, nigga, pop (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
Nigga, pop, nigga, pop, nigga, pop, nigga, pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop (Yeah, gang shit, suu)
Nigga, pop, nigga, pop, nigga, pop, nigga pop, nigga
Nigga, pop, nigga, pop, nigga, pop (Woo-hoo, suu)

[Verse 2: Rico Nasty]
I ain't poppin' my shit, I keep a spear
I'm fresh as a mint, I'm hard as cement
You can't leave a dent, demolish him, finish him
We gon' belittle him, don't fuck with little men
I'm not the middle man, bitches was watchin'
You gotta be kiddin' me, riddle me this
How many times I gotta tell y'all motherfuckas
Stop stealin' this sh—