"BOP" lyrics
Yeah (Yeah)
Bop bop, baby, don't stop, baby
You ain't know this was a Vert? I'ma drop the top, baby
I just drunk a five and it's five o'clock, baby (Damn)
This a baby Drac', nigga, I'ma send you home today (Dlrrt)
Dior raincoat, I'm just hopin' that it rain (Hahaha)
I'm so fuckin' high, hit my knees and start prayin'
Fuck goin' tonight, my young niggas broad day him
Kill his ass right now, I guess Heaven couldn't wait for him
Gotta keep it on me every day like a uniform
You ain't never seen this 'za before, it's like a unicorn
I bought a gang of blues with me, they think I'm Tooky 'nem
Bop bop, baby, you a thot, baby
You can't come to the crib, meet me on the block, baby
You can't hit this cup 'cause it's straight drop, baby
Stick your tongue out for this face shot, baby
Brand-new kit (Ice), whip got the presidential tint
Thirteen hundred for some jeans and they ripped (Amiri)
My shoes look like leather Chuck Taylors but they Rick (Woo)
Yeah, they Rick Owens, but I don't owe a nigga shit
Bop bop, baby, it's shot o'clock, baby
Pull up on a nigga block lettin' it rock, baby (Lettin' it rock)
This work gettin' smacked like it's Chris Rock, baby
You can't get this shit here like it's TikTok, baby (TikTok, baby)
Yeah (Yeah)
Bop bop, baby, don't stop, baby
You ain't know this was a Vert? I'ma drop the top, baby
I just drunk a five and it's five o'clock, baby (Damn)
This a baby Drac', nigga, I'ma send you home today (Dlrrt)
Dior raincoat, I'm just hopin' that it rain (Hahaha)
I'm so fuckin' high, hit my knees and start prayin'
Fuck goin' tonight, my young niggas broad day him
Nigga, we'd spin like a DVD
They gon' hit the crib in a mask, ain't no trick-or-treat
Pull up on your whip, they gon' flip like a quarter ki'
Ten, twenty thousand, I do this every other week
Bop bop, baby (Bop bop), that's the Glock, baby (Bop bop)
(Dlrrt) That's the chop, baby
Sippin' Trish with bro, no, this not no snot, baby (Purple)
Swear up and down you the one, no you not, baby
Nigga, you gon' need a backup plan tryna play with me
Thinkin' we gon' need a private chef, all we do is eat (Rrr)
These ain't the same 'bows as them 'cause them bitches cheap
I can't fuck with them hoes you fuck 'cause them bitches weak (Mwah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Bop bop, baby, don't stop, baby
You ain't know this was a Vert? I'ma drop the top, baby
I just drunk a five and it's five o'clock, baby (Damn)
This a baby Drac', nigga, I'ma send you home today (Dlrrt)
Dior raincoat, I'm just hopin' that it rain (Hahaha)
I'm so fuckin' high, hit my knees and start prayin'
Fuck goin' tonight, my young niggas broad day him
(Welcome to the trenches, stay dangerous)
Bop bop, baby, don't stop, baby
You ain't know this was a Vert? I'ma drop the top, baby
I just drunk a five and it's five o'clock, baby (Damn)
This a baby Drac', nigga, I'ma send you home today (Dlrrt)
Dior raincoat, I'm just hopin' that it rain (Hahaha)
I'm so fuckin' high, hit my knees and start prayin'
Fuck goin' tonight, my young niggas broad day him
Kill his ass right now, I guess Heaven couldn't wait for him
Gotta keep it on me every day like a uniform
You ain't never seen this 'za before, it's like a unicorn
I bought a gang of blues with me, they think I'm Tooky 'nem
Bop bop, baby, you a thot, baby
You can't come to the crib, meet me on the block, baby
You can't hit this cup 'cause it's straight drop, baby
Stick your tongue out for this face shot, baby
Brand-new kit (Ice), whip got the presidential tint
Thirteen hundred for some jeans and they ripped (Amiri)
My shoes look like leather Chuck Taylors but they Rick (Woo)
Yeah, they Rick Owens, but I don't owe a nigga shit
Bop bop, baby, it's shot o'clock, baby
Pull up on a nigga block lettin' it rock, baby (Lettin' it rock)
This work gettin' smacked like it's Chris Rock, baby
You can't get this shit here like it's TikTok, baby (TikTok, baby)
Yeah (Yeah)
Bop bop, baby, don't stop, baby
You ain't know this was a Vert? I'ma drop the top, baby
I just drunk a five and it's five o'clock, baby (Damn)
This a baby Drac', nigga, I'ma send you home today (Dlrrt)
Dior raincoat, I'm just hopin' that it rain (Hahaha)
I'm so fuckin' high, hit my knees and start prayin'
Fuck goin' tonight, my young niggas broad day him
Nigga, we'd spin like a DVD
They gon' hit the crib in a mask, ain't no trick-or-treat
Pull up on your whip, they gon' flip like a quarter ki'
Ten, twenty thousand, I do this every other week
Bop bop, baby (Bop bop), that's the Glock, baby (Bop bop)
(Dlrrt) That's the chop, baby
Sippin' Trish with bro, no, this not no snot, baby (Purple)
Swear up and down you the one, no you not, baby
Nigga, you gon' need a backup plan tryna play with me
Thinkin' we gon' need a private chef, all we do is eat (Rrr)
These ain't the same 'bows as them 'cause them bitches cheap
I can't fuck with them hoes you fuck 'cause them bitches weak (Mwah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Bop bop, baby, don't stop, baby
You ain't know this was a Vert? I'ma drop the top, baby
I just drunk a five and it's five o'clock, baby (Damn)
This a baby Drac', nigga, I'ma send you home today (Dlrrt)
Dior raincoat, I'm just hopin' that it rain (Hahaha)
I'm so fuckin' high, hit my knees and start prayin'
Fuck goin' tonight, my young niggas broad day him
(Welcome to the trenches, stay dangerous)
