Doe Boy

"Pop It"

[Intro: Doe Boy]
Lemme pop my sh*t (pop my sh*t)
Pop it, pop it, pop it, yeah, pop it, pop it

[Chorus: Doe Boy]
Hol up lemme pop my sh*t (pop it)
She wanna f*ck ima let her, n*gga I don't stop my b*tch (I don't stop my b*tch)
I ain't gonna watch no hoe, n*gga gotta watch my wrist (ayy ayy)
Better know I ain't gon go, n*gga I got my blick (ayy ayy)
Yeah they call me "Gucci Kick Door" n*gga better hide your bricks (ayy ayy)
We on his ass if it's smoke, n*gga we slide on sh*t (gang gang)
Hol up lemme pop my sh*t, hol up lemme pop my sh*t, hol up lemme pop my sh*t, hol up lemme pop my sh*t (let's go)
Hol up, pop it I heard these n*ggas was plottin' (pussies)
I heard he said he gon' reach in my pocket, he reach then he grab the rocket

[Verse 1: Doe Boy]
Hol up, pop it these n*ggas mad I'm poppin (ayy)
We press the gas no stoppin' (let's go)
These n*ggas sweeter than Baskin Robbins (oh really?)
I never needed a mask when I'm robbin' (no no)
Look at my case go look at my [?] (yeah yeah)
Whole lotta paper, ain't talkin' bout doc*ments
Hold on, talkin' my sh*t yeah I'm poppin' it (let's go)
Lookin' for ak, b*tch I'm cool on the [?]
Pull out that mac you gon' shoot it or not (gon' shoot it or not)
Most of our enemies dead n*ggas, now we barely get into it with the opps (let's go, oh really?)
I used to walk down mof*ckin' block with a mof*ckin' Glock (hey, hey)
Brand new Gucci just dropped, got copped, no longer in stock (hey, hey)
Don't lie to me, lie to yo n*gga, b*tch you was all on my c*ck (hey, hey)
You know I don't need you I'm hot (hey), you was just one of my thots (hey)

[Chorus: Doe Boy]
Hol up lemme pop my sh*t (lemme pop my sh*t)
She wanna f*ck ima let her, n*gga I don't stop my b*tch (I don't stop my b*tch)
I ain't gonna watch no hoe, n*gga gotta watch my wrist (ayy ayy)
Better know I ain't gon go, n*gga I got my blick (ayy ayy)
Yeah they call me "Gucci Kick Door" n*gga better hide your bricks (ayy ayy)
We on his ass if it's smoke, n*gga we slide on sh*t (gang gang)
Hol up, pop it I heard these n*ggas was plottin' (pussies)
I heard he said he gon' reach in my pocket, he reach then he grab the rocket
Hol up, pop it these n*ggas mad I'm poppin' (pussies)
I heard he said he gon' reach in my pocket, he reach then he grab the rocket

[Verse 2: Doe Boy]
Pull up the glizzy I'm squeezin' it, I don't f*ck with no hoe that's disobedient (ayy)
If a rich n*gga wanna c*m in your mouth and you broke b*tch you should be drinkin' it (ayy)
Stay with my pole I'm keepin' it, f*ck do I look like leavin' it?
Hol up b*tch lemme pop my sh*t, everything I say I'm meanin' it (Doe Beezy)
RBMG they ain't as real as us, hop in the coupe put the ceiling up (skrrt)
Give her good di*k ima fill her up, she don't live with you, boy you live with her (fool)
She don't like the fact you not real with her, don't like how you look and ain't feelin' ya (pus*y)
You know I got it the day that I leave you, my brother [?] prolly leave India (never)
I go to war with whoever, I keep a 30 or 50 or better
Put down that phone b*tch you textin' too much (f*ck is you doin?)
I'm high as f*ck I feel like it's a setup
Life is good, I woke up feelin' successful (Beezy)
[?] on his body, Fendi, better not [?] (oh really?)

[Chorus: Doe Boy]
Hol up lemme pop my sh*t (lemme pop my sh*t)
She wanna f*ck ima let her, n*gga I don't stop my b*tch (I don't stop my b*tch)
I ain't gonna watch no hoe, n*gga gotta watch my wrist (ayy ayy)
Better know I ain't gon go, n*gga I got my blick (ayy ayy)
Yeah they call me "Gucci Kick Door" n*gga better hide your bricks (ayy ayy)
We on his ass if it's smoke, n*gga we slide on sh*t (gang gang)
Hol up lemme pop my sh*t, hol up lemme pop my sh*t, hol up lemme pop my sh*t, hol up lemme pop my sh*t (let's go)
Hol up pop it, hol up pop it, hol up pop it, hol up lemme pop my sh*t, hol up pop it, hol up pop it, hol up lemme pop my sh*t

[Outro: Future]
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