Pop Out (feat. Da Don Louie & Louie Ray)

Pop out We Brought them Glocks out It's time to rock out Lil bro and them too reckless They still serving while the narcs out F*ck clout You say it's up now Nigga it's stuck now We been having action for a min Time to slow down I'm the one who call the plays I'm feeling like a coach or some I be dodging twelve Like a nigga out here on the run Glock twenty-three with the beam That's my favorite gun Trapping been my passion I just do this rapping shit for fun Pop out I brought the chop out That arp look like guitar That mean I'm finna rock out Pull up at a Nigga job Whoop em make em clock out I heard they said it was a drought Shy money brought the shop out I brought the drop out On Gang She gone f*ck fasho ain't gotta spit game That's a dumb ass question asking who I'm wit hoe I'm wit the gang Niggas playing both side pick a side Why you switching lanes Ian gone line I couldn't picture this even if it was in a frame Fake ass f*ck nigga shit ion entertain Sixth man ima let you niggas shine til coach put me in the game I'm authentic I'm still the same nigga I could never change We got them sticks nigga No precipitation we gone make it rain Lil cuz DTE bussed down You die you touch his chain Slide the coupe I'm in and outta traffic I keep change lanes I promise if I ever fall off again I'll go insane Got the head the first time that we met ain't even know her name Pop out We Brought them Glocks out It's time to rock out Lil bro and them too reckless They still serving while the narcs out F*ck clout You say it's up now? Nigga it's stuck now We been having action for a min Time to slow down I'm the one who call the plays I'm feeling like a coach or some I be dodging twelve Like a nigga out here on the run Glock twenty-three with the beam That's my favorite gun Trapping been my passion I just do this rapping shit for fun (Still Grinding) Pop Out It's niggas who don't like me that's gone come I brought the opps out My nigga Cee just bought a car ain't got no roof He brought his drop out The school that I went to ain't give a f*ck That's why I dropped out Ain't tell nobody we was even coming Brought the block out Army style artillery Glock with no switch they killing me I hate when they be sending beats to rap on but be billing me Ain't left the hood at all you know this trapping is still in me Drunk a twelve last night I'm still high That shit still in me I jumped off the porch in Rocawear you know I been a G They tell me I remind them of my pops I must resemble 'em I'm rocking shit I'm popping out at schools I do assemblies You shouldn't have been out there if you wasn't ready Ain't no sympathy It's dirty so I got my pistol me in this industry I got my back against the wall it ain't no sneaking me I got za and bows going for like a stack Who got em cheap as me? I'm back and forth collecting syrup I'm like a busy bee (Yeah) (Gang)