Pop That lyrics

[Verse 1: ScarLip]
Called Day to get to work, called TaTa with the bands
Call CiCi with the pack, she gon' line you for the gang
I be chilling with the gang, I be chilling with the MAC
I be doing what I want, I be doing what y'all can't

[Pre-Chorus: ScarLip]
n*ggas can't see me, n*ggas can't be me
n*ggas in their feelings 'cause these n*ggas can't reach me
I be chilling in the hood, n*ggas know what's good
Say it to my face, man, I wish a n*gga would
f*ck your mother in the trap, shoot your brother in the park
They be asking where I'm at, lil' b*tch, I'm in New York
New York, New York
New York, lil' b*tch, I'm in New York

[Chorus: ScarLip]
Pop that, drop that
Lob that, I got that
Pop that, drop that
Lob that, I got that

[Verse 2: ScarLip]
Come to 45th Street, I'ma have it with me
Got a couplе screws loose, don't be acting silly
If y'all n*ggas need somе work, y'all know where I'm at
And I got that zaza up in my fanny pack
Give me that, give me that
n*gga talking slick, I aimin' where his beanie at
Beanie at, beanie at
In the hood, on the block is where you see me at
[Pre-Chorus: ScarLip]
Can't see me, n*ggas can't be me
n*ggas in their feelings 'cause these n*ggas can't reach me
I be chilling in the hood, n*ggas know what's good
Say it to my face, man, I wish a n*gga would
f*ck your mother in the trap, shoot your brother in the park
They be asking where I'm at, lil' b*tch, I'm in New York
New York, New York
New York, lil' b*tch, I'm in New York

[Chorus: ScarLip]
Pop that, drop that
Lob that, I got that
Pop that, drop that
Lob that, I got that

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Okay, I keep a hood b*tch with a pair of Daniel Greenes on
I'ma rock her bells like she got a tambourine on
That's my theme song
Screaming "f*ck the opps" with "No Vaseline" on
Trap house haunted, call it Little Shop of Horror
Rich n*gga sh*t, smelling like a flower garden
In the drop Gallardo, all these whores, I'm a hoarder
Made my pus*y popper pop that pus*y like a soda
I'ma let her pop that oochie, let her slop the Tunechi
Then I fed her c*ck and coochie like some lobster sushi
She a ratchet thot but bougie, that sh*t wild confusing
Got her skating on the X like Kristi Yamaguchi
sh*t get scary, kind of spooky with her monster booty
Girl, that pus*y pasta to me, ate her like a foodie
That vagina kinda fruity, treat it like a smoothie
Ain't from Queensbridge, but I throw this di*k like I'm a QB
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Uh, pop that pus*y like a toolie
Pop that pus*y like a Uzi
Yeah, pop that oochie
Yeah, pop that oochie, make it pop for Tunechi
Yeah, pop it like a shooter
Pop that sh*t for Mula