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pop my shit - lonely rich lyrics

[intro]

yea
pop my sh*t i’m chosen
make you lose control b*tch (aye, lewis!)
yea, pop my sh*t i’m chosen
aye

[chorus]

pop my sh*t
pop my sh*t (yuh, yuh)
i’ma young n*gga going dumb on em
if that n*gga talkin’, put the drum on em (pop!)
i ain’t never had sh*t, ball on em (yea!)
pull up with a big stick, let it fly
shawty know i get way too high
you could say my conscience in the sky
bad lil baby, come for this ride
tryna turn you to my ride or die

[verse 1]

f*ck with me, you gonna see
i can’t let not thing bother my peace (yea!)
i won the lottery, now it’s in pieces
don’t give a f*ck what he says
know my sh*t too decent
f*ckin’ with my flow
i’ma let it go
lewis on the bеat again, you know i rock (grrraaa!)
know i was a n*gga, kept it in my sock
big rocks, she on my body
she don’t know i got a couplе bodies
shawty gonna tell, so that’s a hommie
baby, come give me yo body (yea!)
she said “lil boy, yousa thotty” (yea!)
talkin’ all that sh*t right behind me
but you don’t know
you don’t know
i was on the block with a 30 clip pole
i was sending shots at the opps, get low
roll em in a spliff now we smokin’ on*
woah
lil i’m lil kodak, they call me finesse kidd
i can f*ck you and ya friend and her bestie
no yall can’t best me
please do not test me
i just been livin’ off digits, the bestest, yea
[chorus]

i’ma young n*gga going dumb on em
if that n*gga talkin’, put the drum on em
i ain’t never had sh*t, ball on em
pull up with a big stick, let it fly
shawty know i get way too high
you could say my conscience in the sky
bad lil baby, come for this ride
tryna turn you to my ride or die (grrraaaa!)

[verse 2]

yea, oh
she know my vision in focus
she wanna f*ck, lose control b*tch
no i can’t f*ck with no trojan (ya ya ya ya!)
i do not know who these n*ggas think they is
i’m on a roll b*tch
in a different state, i’m posted in the whip
i f*ck on ya whole b*tch
oh sh*t
focus
i can’t let her notice
she know i pull up with more sticks
then yo n*gga ever could (he can’t!)
i got her sippin’ on everclear (yea!)
i’m doing better, it’s very clear (yea!)
the way that she moaning, i’m all in my zone
i flip her over and then get the dome, yea
pop my sh*t, i’m chosen
my new b*tch, i chose it
n*gga test me like “oh sh*t”
he might lose his dome b*tch
but i cannot lose my focus (i can’t!)
still on a roll b*tch, yea
i’m on my own sh*t
i know they hate it, yea
[chorus]

pop my sh*t (yuh, yuh)
i’ma young n*gga going dumb on em
if that n*gga talkin’, put the drum on em (pop!)
i ain’t never had sh*t, ball on em (yea!)
pull up with a big stick, let it fly
shawty know i get way too high
you could say my conscience in the sky
bad lil baby, come for this ride
tryna turn you to my ride or die

[outro]

tryna turn you to my ride or die
pop my sh*t, i’m chosen
i can’t lose control b*tch
pop my sh*t, i’m chosen
focus, focus, yea (aye, lewis!)

- lonely rich lyrics

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