Freddie Dredd
Pop!
[Chorus: Hamzah]
Pop, soda, butter, swish
I just made fiddy off a thousand dollar (Bitch)
Feet, water, fire, lit (Haha)
Walkin down yo' streets in this fifty dollar fit
Feet, water, fire, lit
Walkin down yo' streets in this fifty dollar fit

[Verse 1: Hamzah]
Rockin' ksubi jeans, got my noki hangin' off of me
Hear it ring, can't feel a thing 'cept this food burstin' out of me
Rockin' ksubi jeans, got my noki hangin' off of me
Hear it ring, can't feel a thing 'cept this food burstin' out of me

[Chorus:Martin]
Pop, soda, butter, swish
I just made fiddy off a thousand dollar
Feet, water, fire, lit
Walkin' down yo' block in this fifty dollar fit

[Verse 2: Hamzah]
Pollo spillin' out my jeans
Spanish on my plata sleeves
German how my body stings
Count up count my money green
Brown
Blue
Red, red
[Verse 3: Martin]
Shoot that boy-shoot that boy in the fucking head
Hamzah said they hatin', I said point these fuckers out
Bitch, I got my blicky and I'll meet you at your house
Bitch, I got my glizzy and I'll put it in your mouth
Put him in the grave
(Uh) No he can't be saved
(Uh) It's a slushy takeover, it's a slushy wave
(Yеah) Bitch, you must be crazy how you talkin' shit online
I go fucking crazy when thе slushies hit subscribe
Ya we pop, pop, hunnid thousand likes when we drop (Po—)
Hunnid thousand likes like Kwebbelkop, we at the top
We reached the summit
And there's only one G, and it's me, and Mandy
I hope she's proud of me, always there, always cared
I-I love you (Bitch, bitch)

[Verse 4: Freddie Dredd]
I'm with the Slushy Noobz
The slushy dudes
Shoutout to Fish, to Mandy, and rest in peace, Peter
Deep in the heater when I'm all alone
I feel so safe with the slushies at home
Cry of Fear, no, I cannot delete it
I gotta beat this game, yeah, I can feat it
My stomach up, what the fuck is up
Grabbin the Chick-Fil-A, it's yummy today
Robbin' these bitches in plain sight, 'cause I got the algorithm up tight
You betta click that like and hit that button
Fuck is you want?
Why the fuck are you runnin'?
Boy, why the fuck are you runnin'?
Boy, why the fuck are you runnin'?
Boy, why the fuck are you runnin'?
Boy, why the fuck are you runnin'? (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)