Popped Out! lyrics

by

WAV


[Chorus: Bl4st]
I just popped out with a couple sticks, my diamonds drip like rain
Turn your fridge into a freezer cause the ice that's on my chain
Ill be remembered in society, ill leave a mark like Twain
Need a construction hat cause i’m going up just like a crane!
That's yo girl but she keep eyeing me, I think that hoe want fame
Asking me for everything i swear these people be so lame
That's a big ass mansion is that really yours i think it ain’t
You be living in the slums your house is worth less than my chain!

[Verse 1: Bl4st]
I'm like a leprechaun because if you meet me you are so lucky
Told that girl that my name Trust Fund so she better f*ckin' trust me
Told that bih' she from the bakery cause she so damn crusty
Ice so cold you might get sick your nose might be a little runny
All these shots you throwin' at me I evade em' cause i'm Bl4st
You can't throw that shade my way, cause my iPhone got a flash
Diamonds hit might leave a rash, wet up the block you hear a splash
Catch yo girl its like i’m, I write the date I do the dash
Yea the inside is the best, i’m up all night don't get no rest
But my music good i put it to the test, against my mind, against the rest
Against the rest, against the feds, I got so much up in my head
It wanna come out but i keep that sh*t till i’m dead
Watchin' the blue lights and look oh no they're f*cking red
I guess another person broke the law that keeps them out the dread
I got a needle, gotta thread
I talk to little unlike ted
Cause I know that when I wake up I might not be in the bed

[Chorus: Bl4st]
I just popped out with a couple sticks, my diamonds drip like rain
Turn your fridge into a freezer cause the ice that's on my chain
Ill be remembered in society, ill leave a mark like Twain
Need a construction hat cause i’m going up just like a crane!
That's yo girl but she keep eyeing me, I think that hoe want fame
Asking me for everything i swear these people be so lame
That's a big ass mansion is that really yours i think it ain't
You be living in the slums your house is worth less than my chain!(Ay)

[Verse 2: Destroy ev]
Yeah I do a lot of Xans, and I do a lot of Wok(Yuh)
Yeah that boy is pus*y all he ever do is talk(All he do is talk)
Yeah I took his girl, she wasn't on lock
Ever since that day, I was aiming for the top
Real killa' sh*t, real killa' sh*t (end his ass)
You don't even got a strap, but you want this stick(You want smoke)
That girl does not love you (Nah), But you wanna hit
I been sipping way too much, all I do is sip, yuh
I do a lot of Xans, and I do a lot of Wok
Yeah that boy is pus*y all he ever do is talk, uh
Yeah I took his girl, she wasn't on lock
Ever since that day, I was aiming for the top, yuh
Real killa' sh*t, real killa' sh*t
You don't even got a strap, but you want this stick, uh
That girl does not love you, but you wanna hit
I been sipping way too much, all I do is sip, yuh

[Chorus: Bl4st]
I just popped out with a couple sticks, my diamonds drip like rain
Turn your fridge into a freezer cause the ice that's on my chain
Ill be remembered in society, ill leave a mark like Twain
Need a construction hat cause i'm going up just like a crane!
That's yo girl but she keep eyeing me, I think that hoe want fame
Asking me for everything i swear these people be so lame
That's a big ass mansion is that really yours i think it ain't
You be living in the slums your house is worth less than my chain!

[Verse 3: .wav]
b*tch i'm popped out, got my c*ck out
I don't gotta condom so she got the sock out
b*tch I rock now, whatchu want now
You sleep on me, but when i get big you will not talk now
Blowing up like allah akbar
Smoking on dope, b*tch I been far
Lightin' that sh*t like a campfire
I will not vanish no ghost writer
I'm just chillen' put words to the beat
Lil' b*tch i will not stop i won't take defeat
I'm a bit kinky but i don't do feet
If your sh*t crusty then ima' retreat

-Written by Bl4st

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