Pop Out

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 actin' 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

50 on the wrist and a hunnid on the dash
Runnin' from the laws while I'm feelin' on her ass
Bad lil' 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' 'em 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

Ay, 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

Mm-mm
Still on perfect time
Still ain't seen ya
Mm-mm (yeah-yeah)
Run the streets all night

Yeah, ten toes, Texas strong
Mm, 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 (damn)
But on nights like this (damn)
Comin' 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

Mm-mm
Still on perfect time (still ain't seen ya)
Mm-mm (yeah)
Run the streets all night

(Oh) 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