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"Pop"

[Intro]
Ginseng
Aye
Oou
Oou
Cris Dinero
Oouu
Oouu
Oouu
Yuh

[Hook: Project Pat]
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Where the hollow paint shells laying, man, noboby knows

[Verse 1]
Post back with the strap, I attack, go back
I remember all days moving pack
Split 50 cent cakes on me, where it's at
Now my diamonds lookin' like my chest freeze on the map
Wait, wait I might pull up
Hold up, no, where was you at you was not in the dirt
I seen those stains when you clean on your shirt
She suck my di*k 'till she hiccup
They call my phone, I'm no pick up
I'll let you know if I pick up
She just got caught in a pickle
Movin' with 458
While he tote .38
Yes, he might up in your face
If you think it's too late, huh
I just might nut on her face, huh
Thick yellowbone bring more weight, huh
In my portal, I'll float outer space, yuh
I'ma push some, merge up in your lane, yuh

[Hook: Project Pat]
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Where the hollow paint shells laying, man, noboby knows

[Verse 2]
Yuh, uh
I don't see enemies, they're all dead
This is what happens when titan go mad
Black light my soul I can't help who I am, ooh
Crushing on a perc, boy, feel it in my fist
Spent 20 thou', yeah, right on my b*tch
Guess it’s the perks of lightskin, being rich
Devil on my soul, new phone, who this?
Mop with a stick like I'm Mr. Clean, uh
f*ck n*gga test is the end of he, uh
b*tch, your allowance my pinky ring, uh
b*tch, lick your wrist when you think of me, uh
Creep through your dreams with the weaponry
Boy, you too pus*y, you know you can't censor me
f*ck on that opp b*tch, man, that be my speciality
Boy, you too pus*y you know you can't censor me
f*ck on that opp b*tch, man, that be my speciality

[Hook: Project Pat]
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Where the hollow paint shells laying, man, noboby knows
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Where the hollow paint shells laying, man, noboby knows

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