Pop Out lyrics

[Verse 1: MB Nel]
Brodie popped a molly, he might catch a body
Choppa get to kicking on n*ggas just like it know karate
I just popped a perk and she gon' ride me like a Kawasaki
I was finna eat her pus*y, but her coochie smell like calamari
I got big shots, big Glocks, f*ckin' up on a stick thot
My brodie walked up on him and gave that n*gga like 6 shots
Swervin' in this big body bimmer, call that Rick Ross
Shooting hella clips, like I'm tryna make a TikTok
Aye, Snakes on my feet b*tch that's Gucci
I don't do construction but I always keep a toolie
f*ckin' on this b*tch, she ride this di*k like Suzuki
Chopsticks feed me like I'm tryna eat some sushi
Aye, aye, hit that road, get the bag right
I ain't tryna cop unless that tag right
I ain't tryna do a feature unless that bag right
Itty-bitty b*tch wanna f*ck need that cash right

[Chrous: $tupid Young & MBNel]
Aye, gang sh*t when we pop out
They gon' bring the yellow tape and that chalk out
Aye, gang sh*t when we pop out
Playing with them stick and drums we finna rock out
Aye, gang sh*t when we pop out
Ca-ca-catch a op I pull up and then we hop out
Aye, gang sh*t when we pop out
Toting on them AKs and Dracos like we from Moscow
[Verse 2: $tupid Young]
Grew up in the jungle so that made me lion heartened
Pop me a bean just to get my day started
Go against the gang, n*gga you must be retarded
That's like suicide, I don't think you want to start sh*t
My n*ggas be on sh*t, pull up on they off sh*t
n*ggas get dropped quick, we ain't with the nonsense
n*ggas on the internet, all they do is talk sh*t
Op n*ggas think they hard, n*gga you not sh*t
Never put on work, but they always screaming gang, gang
Hit the stage, b*tches screaming, I let my chains swang
MB, Afficials, damn near the same thing
n*ggas really think sh*t sweet since the fame came
Knock it off, you n*ggas is really not hard
What you know about them shoot outs and ducking cop cars
Wannabe street n*ggas sweeter than a pop tart
Playing with them drums, but nah I ain't no rock star

[Chrous: $tupid Young & MBNel]
Aye, gang sh*t when we pop out
They gon' bring the yellow tape and that chalk out
Aye, gang sh*t when we pop out
Playing with them stick and drums we finna rock out
Aye, gang sh*t when we pop out
Ca-ca-catch a op I pull up and then we hop out
Aye, gang sh*t when we pop out
Toting on them AKs and Dracos like we from Moscow