Pop Out, Pt. 2

Back out tell opp niggas that I'm back out Back out tell opp niggas that I'm back out Pop out all my niggas going rock out Dracos we don't pull glocks out (Uh) Already let y'all know on Pop out Let a f*ck nigga act out The nigga be dead by the time the sun out I was booked couldn't come out Taking treys in the jam tryna punch niggas life out On that block I was tryna get paid They didn't want to see a young nigga winning Start rapping they riding the wave Coming up and this just the beginning Been spinning and bending on niggas F*ck the oops niggas know how I'm coming Bend ya block best believe I ain't missing Dracos for you f*ck niggas running Ard I'm done Sike Don't talk bout it be bout nigga You sliding come spin on my nigga I'm tired of you niggas keep taking bout ending me I don't got enemies niggas Smoking opps in a backwood I am a rapper but I still hang with some killers In the field with gorillas them drllers and killers the four where I play with the zombies Trap house had it in like the poppies F*ck niggas prolly wanted to rob me Bitch I'm that I don't think they can stop me Bitch I'm that I don't think they can stop me Bitch I'm that I don't think they can stop me (Uh) I don't think these niggas ready for war Think they sleeping let's teach em don't sleep on the four Niggas ain't rich we come from the poor I was taught to go get it from kicking down doors I had to get off ass I ain't have no cash decided to jump off the porch I was always kinda bad I ain't have a dad Start trapping and toting the torch I'm fighting demons when dreaming don't know what's the reason some time don't want to sleep anymore I swear these bitches be tweaking They all want my semen Don't know what to do anymore Any opp run up get done up Fifty shots in this mop catch some of them Different flows I gotta pick one of them Different hoes I'm fucking on all of them Niggas know how it go Bitches know how it go Any nigga want smoke get rolled for some Talking about they being glocks they don't know about mops like two hundred hold in some I see a opp he get dropped anybody get she shot put a stain in his clothes or something F*ck getting caught lacking I'm the chosen one F*ck getting caught lacking I'm the chosen one (Uh) We got them glocks glocks Run up get shot shot We on the the block I got this nine yeah Right on my side yeah Twenty two in my sock Don't need a holster Stick poking out it might poke ya Where you from we do not know ya Don't get no closer Bullets so hot it will roast ya Bullets so hot it will roast ya Gang