Pop That

I make her drop that pop that Shake don’t stop that Ops on the block gotta watch that Cock back Pop that Top hat Get low where the cops at Get low where the drop at Skrt skrt bitch im out where the thots at She gon lick that slurp that top that I make her pop that twerk that Drop that werk that I spread that merk that Kill it where the hurst at Grim reaper Soul keeper Bitch I’m hot n i spit that ether I’m the man off the pan no peter N i get to the bag quick fast no cheetah Oh please get cheese velveta Oh shit bitch im sick no fever 2 seater Drop top n im speeding swerving Keep a shooter on deck cuz i ball like irving In my goyard my burkin Bitch I’m about chicken like churches Flex on a nigga on purpose Boss don’t say shit to workers Niggas tryna hang like curtains Dont come uninvited u making me nervous I might jus blow out his melon Don’t f*ck around with niggas cuz niggas is tellin Aint fuckin that bitch cuuz she all in her feelings Im fuckin her friend cuz she keep it a million All my nigga is killers n villains U can not stop me cuz tunnel my vision I make her drop that pop that Shake don’t stop that Ops on the block gotta watch that Cock that Pop that Top hat Get low where the cops at Get low where the drop at Skrt skrt bitch im out where the thots at She gon lick that slurp that top that I make her shake it like jelly That pussy get wetty wetty Im deep in her belly Me n 3 hoes in telly Other bitch callin my celly Makin it hot like she nelly All on my page being petty She eat the dick like a deli Im killin her friend like im melly Bitch I’m a thot aint nyun u can tell me Ain’t nun u can tell me I keep shooter like harden Body after body on margins Take ur life for a bargain Be on point u a target Bitch i ain’t wit all that arguing Niggas be chattin they fraudin Head tap man down Never lack i ran down From 8 5 to tre pound F*ck nigga get layed down Holland my body n soul Im drippin in diamonds n gold My money is aging its old Band on my bands it don’t fold Step out the bank like a scammer Body a nigga on camera Bitch I’m like bob wit this hammer Free all my bros from the slammer My gun automatic n it ain’t no jammer I don’t respect u bitch i got no manners I make her drop that pop that Shake don’t stop that Ops on the block gotta watch that Cock back Pop that Top hat Get low where the cops at Get low where the drop at Skrt skrt bitch im out where the thots at She gon lick that slurp that top that