Pop Shit (feat. Young Thug)

ATL Jacob

Snatch my golds out, put diamonds in 'em
Catch your bitch, I'm stylin' in a
Matte black Range Rover, got them sticks in it
Rollie on my wrist, I put like a 60 in it
Trap in the hood, I made like a milli' in it
Gucci head to toe, I'm always drippin' in it
Pour a four of that Wock' and a Mountain Dew
Used seventeen, clip hold a seventeen

I was seventeen with a 40 on my hip
You a damn shame, you ain't got a hundred thou'
If I ever go broke, I'm takin' mine back
Ten times that I had to triple up the stack
Plug bring enough, I'm runnin' off with that

Freebandz gang, I make you understand that
I'm hangin' in the red house where the bloods at

Red 'Rari in the front, Lil' Woo, he flexin' that

Truck jacked up, geeked up

Cup filled up, I'm slowed up

I walk around lookin' like a lick

Take a random bitch and build a bitch

I'm worth like 99 bricks
All I do is stunt and pop shit
Get out of line, you get popped quick
I stay flyer than Son quick
I'm married to this money and I'm disrespectful
My ex-girl still dancing, mad 'cause I left
I'm married to this money and I'm disrespectful
My ex-girl still dancing, mad 'cause I left

Who that? Oh, that's Casino?
He got his first check and went bought that Phantom limo

He went and imagined he throwed a Hellcat
Then pulled off in a Hellcat
The keys like bingo
They were all like, "Bingo!" (Bingo, bingo)
I got more rings than you got jewelry
Got way more Cartier bracelets than you got chains

And the cheapest one, I would take it off and put it on your brain

The cheapest one, yeah

You gon' start chaos in the club if you
Throw these dubs (You gon' start chaos)
I got a doctor bitch and she suckin'
Dick in her shrubs (She suckin' dick)
I'm Tony Montana, day and night like Kid Cudi (Day and night)
I told her, "Daily brain, two of the same for us" (Skrrt, skrrt)
I caught my first murder one in Bentley Court (Yeah, yeah)
I leave you missin' like Amilcar Clark (Leave you missin')
I heard they close ashes down in New York (Uh, uh)
Now I got a couple stripper bitches on life support, yeah

I'm worth like 99 bricks
All I do is stunt and pop shit
Get out of line, you get popped quick
I stay flyer than Son quick
I'm married to this money and I'm disrespectful
My ex-girl still dancing, mad 'cause I left
I'm married to this money and I'm disrespectful
My ex-girl still dancing, mad 'cause I left