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Pop Out Summrs

Pop Out - Summrs
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, 'eah
Oh, oh, oh
Oh
Everytime I—
Everytime I

[Chorus]
Everytime I pop out, yeah, that's why they get mad
Everytime I pop out, I got more money than I had
Everytime I pop out, I skrrt in the jet
Everytime I get mad, I'm takin' her bag back

[Verse]
Who takin’ us? (Kill me), yeah, I'm up for sum' (Ooh)
Yeah, movin' like mobsters, hundred round drum (Bah)
Fuck what you talk about in this bitch, I don't give a fuck where you from (Wah)
Yeah, candypaint on the bach
Booted off white like Frank, I'm throwin' shots like Frank
They say I’m a asshole, I don't evеn need to pray
My brothers they’ll wipe your nosе, you ain't gettin' no cash
Ah-uh, you could die like the rest
Pull up, pop out, ha, they feelin' erased
I'm a Maybach, yeah, I'm goin' so fast, woah
Bitch ain't got no class, she think she bad
I'm in same room with freemason
No, no, I'm in a Lamb', I ain't got no head space
Yeah, I'm fried, I'm slammed, he ain't come to my place
Don't let us catch you out of bounds
Don't let you get hit with a Drac'
Ooh (Drac'), ooh (Drac')
Got a big Glock, it’s on my waist
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