lirik lagu babyface ray & roley gang blue – pop shit
[intro: babyface ray]
pop up, yeah
pop up, get turnt, eat a bean, b~tch
[verse 1: babyface ray & icewear vezzo]
pop up, get turnt, eat a bean, b~tch
rockstar, got rips in my jeans, b~tch
reach for my sh~t, get you dropped like some lean quick
red in my cup, all the money in my jeans crips
two zips of this, i’m feelin’ better (what?)
[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
shoes on my feet, these margielas, n~gga
they done freed the guy, that’s the devil
shout out to the last sneak disser, he in heaven, n~gga
i been on the road for like six months (for real)
i done touched down and put six up (six, n~gga)
shootin’ out of town, puttin’ bricks up (for real)
karo’d the whole town, me and big gus, uh (skrrt)
[verse 3: roley gang blue]
i just hope the feds don’t indict me
countin’ money, pourin’ drank, that’s the only thing excite me
i just spent five hundred off white tee
rock triple s balenciaga, no spike lees
it’s rare you see some n~ggas’ ice shinin’ like these
we pour up sixes, lil’ n~gga, but drink ’em like threes
[verse 4: lou gram]
bustdown kit on every n~gga with me
just cashed amiris for eleven~fifty (yeah)
wintertime grind, threw on the d~ckies (grind)
in the last thirty days, tryna make fifty (fifty racks)
when p touch down, got a ten for him (free the ghetto)
bet i f~ck two hoes, have a friend for ’em (lou gram)
[verse 5: webbo]
lou, why you got them d~ckies on?
’cause i just left the trap (yeah)
’bout to say f~ck this rap sh~t and call my plug back (call the plug back)
a hundred blues in the v, i had to double back (i had to turn around)
grab a hundred of that dog and put a one on that (put a one on that)
off~white shirt, off~white plug
them things touched down off~white, i fell in love (yeah)
[verse 6: green guy rizzy]
i was only sixteen when i met my first plug (i did)
ever since then, n~gga, it been nothin’ but the love (rizzy)
i got blood n~ggas locked in, i call they ass, “cuz”
if you ever see me out smokin’, n~gga, it’s all crud
street n~gga, baby, yeah, i got it out the mud
if you ever disrespect me, you can get your ass slugged
[verse 7: team eastside lil p]
b~tch, i’m a g~ngb~nger
pint maker, buffs taker
a sip eighters
what you need? i get it catered
four, five b~tches wanna cuff, but i’m a player
i used to serve oxycontin pills up at baker
heard you talkin’ down on a n~gga, you a hater
i’m back on that bullsh~t, robbin’ out~of~staters
[verse 8: veeze & risktaker d~boy]
the bag look like skittles, different flavors
i count up all the money, see you later
i caught too many bags, now i gotta use the neighbors
we spend a lot on guns, we got hundred rounds and lasers
we pour an eight and bust a lot of juggs, we ain’t lazy
i call them shottas up like ice, they owe me a favor (d~boy)
[verse 9: risktaker d~boy]
what you know about trappin’ with a dope fiend?
livin’ in the spot, movin’ grams while you ot
low~key, f~ckin’ with the plugs got me a froze piece
my favorite one was sam until he f~cked around and od’d (r.i.p. sam)
fentanyl f~ckin’ up the game, i gotta get me some (need that)
popeyes dropped the chicken sandwich, had to get me one
any n~gga ’round this b~tch with chickens better give me one (okay)
i ain’t never stayin’ broke, i’ma get me some
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