POP (feat. 007 & RAKOE)

Is you tryna f*ck me now? Would you want me if I was down and out? Would you still wanna f*ck on me, girl? Is you tryna f*ck me now? Would you want me if I was down and out? Would you still have love for me? Roll with the punch like Ali wit it Know you only drink the Sprite wit the lean in it Told her lean wit it, rock wit it Blow a bag, I can show you how to pop wit it POP, lemme hold it down wit it Off the tree, but lil shawty off the brown liquor Ain’t no games, nah I don’t play around wit it Put lil shawty on a flight, it was round ticket Changed up on these niggas like, ooh ooh I just wanna connect with you, like the bluetooth Tryna slide on these niggas in a new coupe Lightskin from ATL, call her New New Red bottoms on her heels chucking suwoop She been getting paid, all this money shit ain’t new to her Told her lean wit it, rock wit it She cut her nigga off, told that boy to stop tripping Is you tryna f*ck me now? Would you want me if I was down and out? Would you still wanna f*ck on me, girl? Is you tryna f*ck me now? Would you want me if I was down and out? Would you still have love for me? What you doing? Aye, aye What you doing? Yea I got two bitches, they gon get me too lit Yea I need two bitches, they gon get me too lit What you doing? Aye, aye What you doing? Ima hop in the booth and get to fooling Hop up in the booth, I get to fooling And lil shawty she be screwin, yea F*ck that lil bit once and then I’m through wit it, aye F*ck that lil bit once and then I’m through wit it, aye Getting to my money Got my mula chips, aye Boy you funny, you ain’t shooting shit Ah, boy you funny You ain’t shooting shit And I got yo bitch on me, she wanna do the dick And I got new bitches, they gon do this dew and shit Yea, goin' Ludacris Yea, I go foolish bitch Yea, I don’t need no gat I don’t need no shoot no shit I don’t need no choppa, I don’t need to shoot But I got yo momma, she gon do this dew and shit She gon do the dew wit me Need no jewelry I’ve been going stupid, G I be off the dome and shit We run up in yo home and shit, yea Grippin on the chrome and shit, yea It’s so sad But you mine (Mine) I just hit you from behind (I just hit you from behind) I like when you scream my name (Name) Ain’t gon get this dick again (Ain’t gon get this dick again) Boy, you lame (Lame) You just do this for the fame (You just do it for it the fame) You just do this for the chains (For the chains) You ain’t even got no game Nah, you ain’t got no game Don’t do it for the fame Baby I love it Love it when you screaming my name When everybody with you, you be changing on the gang You don’t care about the money watches, or even the chains Baby imma give it to you, imma give it to right Laid up netflix and chilling, you change my life It’s gon be forever, baby we gon all night And ain’t nobody do it like I do, imma hit it right