"POP IT" lyrics
DDG & Lil Yachty Lyrics
Put my wrist in a ho and went fishin' (What?)
Got a bitch and we breakin' up chicken
And my hoes treat me just like Pippen
It's a new old-school that I'm liftin'
It's a new young bitch that I'm pimpin'
All of this one-of-one Chrome in this shipment
If you saw how I'm livin', you'd get it
Every code that we live by is different
Took a step back, made some adjustments
She on us, gettin' swept like a dustpan
Made her sing and do movies like Justin
You gon' die for your brother and slime for your brother, oh, well, oh, shit, it's just us then
Blick— (Ah), ooh
Blick got more safeties than a playpen
K-Pens in the system like A-10
New chain so big, pendant so huge, you measure that shit, 8x10
Don't much shit get past my twin
I'ma fill up your body like toxins
This ain't the regular, turn off the cellular
Geeked, talkin' fast like the auctions
Red gloves on like I'm boxing, uh-huh
I got more purple drank than communions
Yellow diamonds, lookin' like Minions
I don't give a fuck 'bout opinions
Why your hoe said your house like detention? (What?)
I'm tryna raise the suspensions
Double R, hefty like a pension
It get real dark like a dungeon
I'm the richest nigga at the luncheon
Ah, uh (It's us), I'm poppin' it, P
It's just poppin' it, P (Pop it)
Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me (Pop it)
I'm the one bringin' sand to the beach (Pop it)
And I still treat a ho like a leech (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
Smoking on 'za and gas today
Punchin' my lungs like Cassius Clay
Winnin' so much, they had to hate
I bought some one-of-one Chrome, this bitch was 'posed to get to my home, but they crashed the freight
I'm finna— mm, I wanna— (Uh), I done forgot what I had to say
Oh, I remember, we turnin' shit up in December, it's us versus them, and they bitter
These niggas tender, we smackin' yo' ho and we flip her, don't piss me off, I got a temper
I'm in this bitch with Lil Yachty and Gio and Karrah, I feel like I'm one of the members (It's us)
These niggas fakin' emotions, I can not relate to that shit, I am not a pretender
I'm a rich-ass nigga, do not hit me on no broke shit
Pop tags, Chrome Heart bag when I hold shit (Damn)
Bro got a Glock .40 mag, don't approach him
If us see you, then you're fucked like a Trojan, okay
Ah, ah, I'm poppin' it, P
It's just poppin' it, P (Pop it)
Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me (Pop it)
I'm the one bringin' sand to the beach (Pop it)
And I still treat a ho like a leech (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
Ah, ah, I'm poppin' it P
It's just poppin' it P (Pop it)
Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me (Pop it)
I'm the one bringin' sand to the beach (Pop it)
And I still treat a ho like a leech (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach
Got a bitch and we breakin' up chicken
And my hoes treat me just like Pippen
It's a new old-school that I'm liftin'
It's a new young bitch that I'm pimpin'
All of this one-of-one Chrome in this shipment
If you saw how I'm livin', you'd get it
Every code that we live by is different
Took a step back, made some adjustments
She on us, gettin' swept like a dustpan
Made her sing and do movies like Justin
You gon' die for your brother and slime for your brother, oh, well, oh, shit, it's just us then
Blick— (Ah), ooh
Blick got more safeties than a playpen
K-Pens in the system like A-10
New chain so big, pendant so huge, you measure that shit, 8x10
Don't much shit get past my twin
I'ma fill up your body like toxins
This ain't the regular, turn off the cellular
Geeked, talkin' fast like the auctions
Red gloves on like I'm boxing, uh-huh
I got more purple drank than communions
Yellow diamonds, lookin' like Minions
I don't give a fuck 'bout opinions
Why your hoe said your house like detention? (What?)
I'm tryna raise the suspensions
Double R, hefty like a pension
It get real dark like a dungeon
I'm the richest nigga at the luncheon
Ah, uh (It's us), I'm poppin' it, P
It's just poppin' it, P (Pop it)
Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me (Pop it)
I'm the one bringin' sand to the beach (Pop it)
And I still treat a ho like a leech (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
Smoking on 'za and gas today
Punchin' my lungs like Cassius Clay
Winnin' so much, they had to hate
I bought some one-of-one Chrome, this bitch was 'posed to get to my home, but they crashed the freight
I'm finna— mm, I wanna— (Uh), I done forgot what I had to say
Oh, I remember, we turnin' shit up in December, it's us versus them, and they bitter
These niggas tender, we smackin' yo' ho and we flip her, don't piss me off, I got a temper
I'm in this bitch with Lil Yachty and Gio and Karrah, I feel like I'm one of the members (It's us)
These niggas fakin' emotions, I can not relate to that shit, I am not a pretender
I'm a rich-ass nigga, do not hit me on no broke shit
Pop tags, Chrome Heart bag when I hold shit (Damn)
Bro got a Glock .40 mag, don't approach him
If us see you, then you're fucked like a Trojan, okay
Ah, ah, I'm poppin' it, P
It's just poppin' it, P (Pop it)
Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me (Pop it)
I'm the one bringin' sand to the beach (Pop it)
And I still treat a ho like a leech (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
Ah, ah, I'm poppin' it P
It's just poppin' it P (Pop it)
Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me (Pop it)
I'm the one bringin' sand to the beach (Pop it)
And I still treat a ho like a leech (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach
