Pop Shit / Xtra

(Let's go) Yea Oh Yea Oh Yea Oh Yea Yea Yea Oh Yea (Lonely) (Lonely) Yea! I'm in this bitch and I'm lit with my niggas Top floor bitch, I'm posted with the killa's Mob shit nigga, something like Goodfellas And I'm poppin' shit, nigga, any place, wherever And I know these bird bitches flock together And this clip long like a tv special And my money long, yes, I'm having extras Yes, they fuck with Lil lone cause he don't do the extras naw Bad bitch, she sexy dawg Yea and ain't no way I'm stressin' naw And these niggas broke not stressin' y'all And this shit exclusive, it's not in the mall nigga And I feel my only purpose is to ball nigga I was down bad, no, they wouldn't call a nigga Now I'm goin' up so they tryna call a nigga Yea I was skippin' school didn't have a locker We still screamin', "Free my dawg, straight out the lock up" I hate when my thumb lock up when I count up I hit a bad bitch right on the counter I heard he poppin' shit so we might drop him And I'm gone make flip no I'm not a flopper And I feel on ya bitch, nigga, like a doctor Damn, I got too many hoes I got a problem (Yea!) I'm in this bitch and I'm lit with my niggas Top floor bitch, I'm posted with the killa's Mob shit nigga, somethin' like goodfellas And I'm poppin' shit, nigga, any place, wherever And I know these bird bitches flock together And this clip long like a movie special And my money long, yes, I'm having extras Yes, they fuck with Lil lone cause he don't do the extras naw (Hell naw nigga) (The extras naw) (Forever dawg)