Pop Out lyrics

[Intro: Larry June]
Uh
Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Man (Damn)
When I pop out like this (Damn)
ScHoolboy (Man)
Uncle Larry (Uh)
When I pop out like— (Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay)
When I pop out like this

[Verse 1: Larry June]
Boss n*gga so I upgrade my b*tch
Saucy n*gga, you can tell by my fits
Cost a n*gga if you want somethin' like this
Drowsy n*gga, you ain't really 'bout yo' chips
Mhm, I'ma pop out like this
Mhm, you the first on my list
Goddamn, rose gold on my wrist
Goddamn, rose gold on my b*tch (Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay)
Pop out like this, n*gga, pop out like this
Popped out of a old school with a hunnind in my engine
Popped out on some n*gga sh*t, five hunnid on my kit
Popped out in a renegade like ho, let me get rich
Hoes steady jockin' when I'm beatin' down the block
Fresh ass n*gga with a dope man knot
Fresco n*gga gettin' money in a drought
Cardo on the beat so you know this sh*t knock
[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Pop out right quick, n*gga
Yeah, pop out right quick, n*gga
Yeah, pop out right quick
So we pop out right quick, n*gga
Yeah, pop out right quick, n*gga
n*gga, pop out right quick, yeah

[Post-Chorus: Larry June]
You n*ggas bums, you need to pop out right quick, n*gga
Them hoes callin', n*gga, pop out right quick, n*gga
You n*ggas losin', n*gga, pop out right quick, n*gga
Them hoes choosin', n*gga, pop out right quick, n*gga

[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
Boy, I woke up like this, yeah
Whipped the cocaine, whole thang legit
Million dollars worth of game made more sense
Thirty five years and still in my niche
n*gga, pop out right quick, n*gga
Pop out right quick, yeah
The hoes love me, man, it's somethin' 'bout this sh*t, yeah
Big Rollie 'cause I took all that risk, n*gga
How to be a player, n*gga, how to get rich, yeah
Pop out right quick, n*gga
Pop out right quick, boy
You rappers rap 'bout some sh*t don't exist, mm-hmm
I had to drop up out of school, work my gift, mm-hmm
I copped a F12 with ease, ain't no if's, n*gga
Pop out right quick, boy
Pop out right quick, mm
A b*tch ass big, damn, hurt my di*k, uh
I had to real-life my dreams, ain't no script, n*gga
I had to bang it on my life, that's on crip n*gga
[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Pop out right quick, n*gga
Yeah, pop out right quick, n*gga
Yeah, pop out right quick
So we pop out right quick, n*gga
Yeah, pop out right quick, n*gga
n*gga, pop out right quick, yeah

[Post-Chorus: Larry June]
You n*ggas bums, you need to pop out right quick, n*gga
Them hoes callin', n*gga, pop out right quick, n*gga
You n*ggas losin', n*gga, pop out right quick, n*gga
Them hoes choosin', n*gga, pop out right quick, n*gga

[Outro: ScHoolboy Q & Larry June]
Most n*ggas die 'fore they ever live (Man)
Talkin' 'bout some sh*t that they ain't never did
Lookin' a sign that was never his (Man)
Hunnid million hoes, I got hella kids
b*tch ass n*gga so fufu (Damn)
Man that n*gga got no moves (Man)
I'ma slide for my n*ggas gone too soon
Yeah, b*tch ass n*gga so fufu (Man)
When I pop out like this
TFM