Pop Off

Look at the way that I move Look at the way that I pop off I met yo bitch in the booth I got her takin' her top off I been drinkin' too much booze Turn me straight into a monster I don't got nothin' to lose I don't got nothin' to prove Look at the way that I move (woo) Look at the way that I pop off Look at the way that I shoot (bap) Look at the way how I hop out I been getting so much blue Talkin' bout cheese, that's a cop out Look at the way that I'm far out Spiked punch, that's a knockout Look at the way that I'm poppin Jack Harlow, here you go (go) And you know I ain't stoppin I ain't takin' this slow (oh no) Look at the way that I'm goin Look at the moves that I'm showin' Look at the drip of my potion Look at the dough, yeah, I'm rollin' All it stoic All y'all know it Decked out, swollen Christoper Nolan Dark Night Dummo Icy, frozen Shawty got culo Put it in motion I'm just tryna get down Niggas won't let down I'm getting press now Cross on my chest how I been the best Now, I don't need yo stress (ow) Got hittas on deck (wow) I'm ringing up checks That is the way that it go (woah) That is the way that we flow Y'all have been fanning the flames I just been blowin the smoke Y'all have been playing these games Latinas praying to me like the Pope I just been taking names While they taking me as a joke Look at the way that I move Look at the way that I pop off I met yo bitch in the booth I got her takin' her top off I been drinkin' too much booze Turn me straight into a monster I don't got nothin' to lose I don't got nothin' to prove Look at the way that I move (woo) Look at the way that I pop off Look at the way that I shoot Look at the way how I hop out I been getting so much blue Talkin' bout cheese, that's a cop out Look at the way that I'm far out Spiked punch, that's a knockout Look at the way that I'm risin' up I been the boy they been hypin' up I make the fire like molotov I blow the smoke from the car exhaust We not alike I'm just that nigga that you tryna fight I'm just the string that hold down they kite I get 'em angry, they grabbing they knife Grabbing they shiv Run for they life I bring the business like "what is this" I cross yo name right off of my hit list Bringing the claws out like it was Christmas Got my head in the clouds, I guess I'm a nimbus-ile Wide-eye vision, peripheral You take my lyrics too literal Regeneration like minerals I am a miracle I am so lyrical "Oh please tell me that shit is satirical" Not really, but half so Rounding up count like lasso I am an asshole Cash in the pass, so I get girlies, and you get nemo I digress, but I be cleano I'm the best, just ask the people Don't get no rest, no counting sheep Though I be blessed I sting like the bee Muhammed Ali I am so cold, but they already know I be murdering beats Look at the way that I move (move) Look at the way that I pop off I met yo bitch in the booth (ah) I got her takin' her top off I been drinkin' too much booze Turn me straight into a monster I don't got nothin' to lose I don't got nothin' to prove Look at the way that I move (woo) Look at the way that I pop off Look at the way that I shoot Look at the way how I hop out I been getting so much blue Talkin' bout cheese, that's a cop out Look at the way that I'm far out Spiked punch, that's a knockout