Hey Pops

[Intro] Yeah (Ayy, 1Saused, run in up, boy) Yeah, yeah (D-Roc, D-Roc) Yeah, yeah Give me that lighter Yeah, yeah [Chorus] Hey pop, are you proud of me? Well, I don't care 'Cause now, I got a mansion and I got them racks, yeah (And I got them racks, yeah) And I got a bad bitch, and I got that bag bitch That shorty red with long hair (Shorty red, with long hair) [Verse] Too G, see me passin' out opportunities (Damn, so cool) I can't believe they tried to ruin me Hide in a penthouse, they can't see me (See me) Now she want to change out purses, no, I don't do no leaning (No leaning) Jackеt Cruel, cost like two-Gs Too much drip for all thesе niggas (Got too much drip for all these niggas) I'm too sauced up on these women And I don't talk much, 'cause this shit serious I'm focused on winning, I don't no bendin' Bags of packs, when this shit get weary Black my chain and I black my earring I got a stylist, stylin' me in all this shit, Dior and McQueens Yeah, this jacket tough, Givenchy jeans (Yeah) I done dated my soul, they gon' give it up Everybody clap for Raf Simons, yeah (For Raf Simons) Gotta thank him that I got this mask on me (On me), flyest opp I'm the flyest opp, so I match my outfit with this Glock Soon as I bring my clothes out, these niggas be swag-jackin' my style Ain't gon' turn these hoes down 'cause I got them on swag-pack right now You took my Louis, bitch, I need my bag back right now (Yeah) I been feedin' her too good, I got that ass fat right now Inside thirty-thousand, bitch, I keep the cutter long and I keep fire She geek up and keep talkin', wouldn't be nowhere near wrong, I kick the bitch out My life been arousing, gotta keep some hitters 'round for to knock 'em off [Chorus] Hey pops, are you proud of me? (Are you proud of me) Well, I don't care 'Cause now, I got a mansion and I got them racks, yeah (And I got them racks, yeah) And I got a bad bitch, and I got that bag bitch That shorty red with long hair (Shorty red, with long hair) [Outro] I got some kids too