PMSL ​tana

[Chorus]
Yeah, I pop my shit like
Yeah, I pop my shit like
Yeah, I pop my shit like
Yeah, I pop my shit like, ooh
Raf size ten, don't fit right
Off-White belt, but it fit tight
New LV, but it fit tight
Yeah, I pop my shit like, ooh
(Ooh-ooh)
Yeah, I pop my shit like, ooh
(Ooh-ooh)
Yeah, I pop my shit like, ooh (Yeah)

[Verse]
Rock-star, no Jimi Hendrix
My time comin', I feel it (Ooh)
Pop my shit on the daily (Ooh)
Off-White with the Raf Simons (Yeah)
Should've never popped that pill
Now I'm in this bitch, I'm geekin'
And this bitch went through my phone, oh my God, damn, she tweakin'
That boy think he passin' us up, damn, he reachin'
Pulled up on your bitch like, "What's up?", now we leavin'
Took my bitch whip on the highway and I was speedin'
Oh yeah