Pop Star

They gon' tell you I went

They gon' tell you I went

They gon' tell you I went

Popstars, popstars

They gon' tell you

They probably tell you I went 'Pop'

Until a nigga play with me and he get popped

I'm on front row at BET without my Glock

I'm ready to beat a nigga up like I'm The Rock

And she ready to sweep a nigga up because he hot

She ready to eat a nigga up until he lock

She hit the brakes and speed it up like she a car

Now she got her hands behind her head like I'm a cop, huh

I told her fuck the police, yeah

She right beside me and she sending nudes

You fuck my bitch, that's cool, I'm fucking niggas bitches too

If you try my shoes, they ain't gone fit

Me and you wear different shoes

Had to dumb it down for them to bite

Now it's time to switch the groove

I pulled up smooth, with my lil' bae

But I could've came with ya boo

If you with the shit, like I'm with the shit

And they play, they gone make the news

I was hitting yo sis on Sunday

At your grandma place, she cool

And if she raised you, I don't want her plate

No, I ain't even take her food

(Baby bougie, he be turning down all kind of hoes)

(He took my bitch in Nike, I'm rocking designer clothes)

I told her, "Sorry I'm not fucking, baby, I'm not a hoe"

Had bitches knocking at my door like they was dominoes

They gone say I went 'Pop'

Until a nigga play with me and he get popped

I'm on front row at BET without my Glock

I'm ready to beat a nigga up like I'm The Rock

And she ready to sweep a nigga up because he hot

She ready to eat a nigga up until he lock

She hit the brakes and speed it up like she a car

Now she got her hands behind her head like I'm a cop, huh

I told her fuck the police, yeah

Taking a trip to Mexico, I'm coming right back to town

I sell a lot of perico, been tryna slow it down

Takin' a fo', I put a two on that and then I make it bounce

I took the thirty-six to a hundred-eight and weigh up every ounce

I'm a plug, working a drug hub out in H-town

Bae what up, you my lil' love bug, you with Gates now

Penetrate, while I grip her waist, push her face down

Concentrate, boom, this that base, making grave sounds

Got a graveyard up under my belt, more murders than New Mexico

Thirty-round extension, mini-glizzy and I'm surgical

I'm holding rank in the cartel, I got control in this bitch

Still a book you for a show and get you showed in this bitch

Bread winner, don dada, bitch, we Puerto Rico gangland

A hundred bricks ain't nothing, I push the button and make the plane land

Showed some of you niggas how to grind up out the whole

Then I tied you in with 'migo then I gotcha another low

Yeah, he just told you how to 'Pop'

Until a nigga play with me and he get popped

I'm on front row at BET without my Glock

I'm ready to beat a nigga up like I'm The Rock

And she ready to sweep a nigga up because he hot

She ready to eat a nigga up until he lock

She hit the brakes and speed it up like she a car

Now she got her hands behind her head like I'm a cop, huh

I told her fuck the police, yeah