"PopRocks" lyrics

Bones & Deergod Lyrics

"PopRocks"
(feat. Deergod)

Like pop rocks I pop y'all
Pull it out my pocket and poppin' it, knock your block off
Shots like Top Gun
No witness, no cop cars
I pop up like an ad, look around like who popped y'all?
Motherfuckers get knocked off
Criss cross clips got you jumpin' like hopscotch
The world is nothin' but bad news and cancer
Knocking on the devil's door and I'm the one that answers
I don't do the dialog, I don't do the banter
SESH just to clear, now they're shakin' with their hands up
Pulled 'em up, look down when I'm around
One glance into the Dead Man's eyes will make you drown

Hanging out the sunroof, Glock .9 bussin'
Talkin' what you gon' do, you won't do nothin'
Tape in the deck, dead boy bumpin'
Bones rock a mic, now the whole crowd jumpin'
Better respect my pimpin', I'm sippin', I'm cold cuppin'
Ice in my glass and glaciers on my knuckles
Five finger rings, boom box boomin'
Actin' tough, boy, who the fuck you think you foolin'?
I'ma speak my mind 'til I can't no more
My neck gon' shine and my wrist on froze
I'ma speak my mind 'til I can't no more
Hundred blunts later, movin' in slo-mo

'Til I can't no more, yeah
'Til I can't no more
'Til I can't no more
SESH


Writer(s): Elmo O Connor, Marc Taylor
mixtape: "PushingUpDaisies" (2021)
Bones & Deergod - PushingUpDaisies mixtape cover
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