"Pop Out" lyrics
Kevin Abstract, Love Spells, Ameer Vann, Drigo, E Bleu & Devan Lyrics
Yeah, pop out
Yeah, pop out, pop out, pop out, and they gon' miss me
Bad bitches in the corner, got a man, she wanna kiss me
Need that, gimme some, your new nigga, he a bum
Shawty, lemme show you some, bitch, you know you owe me some
My bad bitch, her face card is lethal
Bitch, I'm invincible, so don't be acting Cecil
My whip old as fuck, I pull up in that fossil
She said she wanna fuck, be warned, my dick colossal
Your man small as fuck, she suck, that bitch can whistle
Bend her over and that shit sound like a missile
Fuck her on the couch, my bad, bro, I was turnt
Press me at the club, bitch, I thought you learnt
Fifty on the wrist and a hundred on the dash
Runnin' from the laws while I'm feelin' on her ass
Bad little thang said she like my smile
Comin' to you now, let me stay for a while
Just like me and I like that shit
Shippin' them bags, finna ice her wrist
Puttin' lil' shawty on a late-night flight
Million-dollar girl, she could be my wife
Told me I can stay only just for the night
But shawty got me thinkin' 'bout the rest of my life
Say my name 'cause I love that shit
You call my phone anytime you wish
Hit my licks and I'm comin' back home
Pressin' on the gas and I'm already gone
Ridin' with my shawty, I don't ever feel alone
Ridin' with my shawty, I don't ever feel alone
Yeah, pop out, pop out, pop out, and they gon' miss me
Bad bitches in the corner, got a man, she wanna kiss me
Need that, gimme some, your new nigga, he a bum
Shawty, lemme show you some, bitch, you know you owe me some
Aye, yeah
I'll spend whatever she want on whatever she want
Shawty bad, I might fly her to Paris
We can pop out in the Rolls, hit Dior
Buy a dress for my bitch, give a damn if she wear it
I got a main and a side for the side
If you like the bitch too, we can fuck 'round and share her
Malibu beach, my bitch out in the sun
She don't do spray tans, bitch bad, she serious
Mmm
Still on perfect time
Still ain't seen ya
Mmm
Run the streets all night
Yeah, ten toes, Texas strong
Type of shit I'm on (Yeah)
Pull up, find out, make it known (Tell 'em)
Then kick her out, she gone
Can't help but to pop my shit
That is not my bitch
But on nights like this
Coming for the nights I missed
Yeah, pop out, pop out, pop out, and they gon' miss me
Bad bitches in the corner, got a man, she wanna kiss me
Need that, gimme some, your new nigga, he a bum
Shawty, lemme show you some, bitch, you know you owe me some
Mmm
Still on perfect time
Still ain't seen ya
Mmm
Run the streets all night
Still been stuck up on the summer
Vintage denim, not no Undercover
Do it real fast, I ripped my jeans up
Like I'm Trixie, I keep that stick tucked
Bitch, I keep that stick tucked
Like I'm Trixie, I keep that stick tucked
Yeah, pop out, pop out, pop out, and they gon' miss me
Bad bitches in the corner, got a man, she wanna kiss me
Need that, gimme some, your new nigga, he a bum
Shawty, lemme show you some, bitch, you know you owe me some
My bad bitch, her face card is lethal
Bitch, I'm invincible, so don't be acting Cecil
My whip old as fuck, I pull up in that fossil
She said she wanna fuck, be warned, my dick colossal
Your man small as fuck, she suck, that bitch can whistle
Bend her over and that shit sound like a missile
Fuck her on the couch, my bad, bro, I was turnt
Press me at the club, bitch, I thought you learnt
Fifty on the wrist and a hundred on the dash
Runnin' from the laws while I'm feelin' on her ass
Bad little thang said she like my smile
Comin' to you now, let me stay for a while
Just like me and I like that shit
Shippin' them bags, finna ice her wrist
Puttin' lil' shawty on a late-night flight
Million-dollar girl, she could be my wife
Told me I can stay only just for the night
But shawty got me thinkin' 'bout the rest of my life
Say my name 'cause I love that shit
You call my phone anytime you wish
Hit my licks and I'm comin' back home
Pressin' on the gas and I'm already gone
Ridin' with my shawty, I don't ever feel alone
Ridin' with my shawty, I don't ever feel alone
Yeah, pop out, pop out, pop out, and they gon' miss me
Bad bitches in the corner, got a man, she wanna kiss me
Need that, gimme some, your new nigga, he a bum
Shawty, lemme show you some, bitch, you know you owe me some
Aye, yeah
I'll spend whatever she want on whatever she want
Shawty bad, I might fly her to Paris
We can pop out in the Rolls, hit Dior
Buy a dress for my bitch, give a damn if she wear it
I got a main and a side for the side
If you like the bitch too, we can fuck 'round and share her
Malibu beach, my bitch out in the sun
She don't do spray tans, bitch bad, she serious
Mmm
Still on perfect time
Still ain't seen ya
Mmm
Run the streets all night
Yeah, ten toes, Texas strong
Type of shit I'm on (Yeah)
Pull up, find out, make it known (Tell 'em)
Then kick her out, she gone
Can't help but to pop my shit
That is not my bitch
But on nights like this
Coming for the nights I missed
Yeah, pop out, pop out, pop out, and they gon' miss me
Bad bitches in the corner, got a man, she wanna kiss me
Need that, gimme some, your new nigga, he a bum
Shawty, lemme show you some, bitch, you know you owe me some
Mmm
Still on perfect time
Still ain't seen ya
Mmm
Run the streets all night
Still been stuck up on the summer
Vintage denim, not no Undercover
Do it real fast, I ripped my jeans up
Like I'm Trixie, I keep that stick tucked
Bitch, I keep that stick tucked
Like I'm Trixie, I keep that stick tucked
Writer(s): Luis Witkiewitz, Ameer Vann, Clifford F Simpson, E Bleu, Taegen Ciaon Harris, Devan Manly, Drigo
