Pop (X TWO THREE) lyrics

[Intro]
Neilaworld

[Chorus]
Yeah, I pop a xan, and I pop your mans
And I pop out on the scene
Look at my neck, look at my wrist, you know my sh*t go bling
I been' pulling them racks, and spending them with my team
I just pulled up with my junkie b*tch, she snort coke in Celine
I just walked down on a rapper, took his chain 'cause he green
I don't f*ck with none of these rappers, anyway, 'whatchu mean?
Tote that AR-15, can't even fit in my jeans
I'm gon' blow up before I think he gon' go, pop out on the scene

[Verse]
Say he want smoke, now that boy got cancer, now that boy can't breathe
b*tch I'm on go, if you wanna fight, I'll knock out your teeth
f*ck your hoe, she might not do it for you
Yеah, but for me, that b*tch on go
I got a Glock 42 and an AR-15, b*tch I'm gonna blow
You n*ggas know what it do, these n*ggas know what's up
Thеse n*ggas be hoes
Eat a n*gga up like fruity loops, beat a n*gga like FL Studio
Yeah, that's what I charge for a hook, but I ain't let no hooks go for the low
And if I tell you, that sh*t for the low, then imma' finesse you
Ain't no Ken Carson features, by myself, I run that b*tch, yeah
By myself I get that money, by myself yeah, I don't need ya
This a Maybach, not a KIA
Yeah, that's my swag
Every day I go on a shopping spree, everyday I pop new tags
[Chorus]
Yeah, I pop a xan, and I pop your mans
And I pop out on the scene
Look at my neck, look at my wrist, you know my sh*t go bling
I been' pulling them racks, and spending them with my team
I just pulled up with my junkie b*tch, she snort coke in Celine
I just walked down on a rapper, took his chain 'cause he green
I don't f*ck with none of these rappers, anyway, 'whatchu mean?
Tote that AR-15, can't even fit in my jeans
I'm gon' blow up before I think he gon' go, pop out on the scene