Pop Out

[Chorus: Yeat]

All kinds of things talk

Yeah, bean talk, yeah, yeah

Yeah, lean talk (Juju killed this beat)

Yeah, I caused the thing to talk

Yeah, pop out, you a bih, yeah, pop out (Pop out)

Yeah, I make bread, give a fuck 'bout what you talk 'bout

Yeah, 'lil shawty 'bout to pop out with a mop out, she gon' top out

Just like wifi, we connected like a hotspot, shipping rockstar

[Verse 1: Yeat]

I be sendin' the packs out, I don't even open the wock (Wock)

Y'all be smokin' the crack, y'all be smokin' the rock

Everyday I, no, my money can't stop what I'm doin'

Yeah, I buy the new coupe, I buy the GLE, ain’t what I’m usеd to

I got a whole lotta diamonds, whole lotta chains, keep 'em all in an igloo (Igloo)

Yеah, 'lil thotty wifey, pull up eat my pickle (Woo)

They say "why the hell you live so pricey” 'cause I’m on my evil (Huh)

They said, "what you do it for?" (What?), my people

They said, what you been involved with?" (What the hell, bih), shh-shh

Eliantte chain (Yeah), out the brain (Woo)

Goin' shoppin' with that bitch, yeah, find out she a lame

Yeah, you ain't with the mob (No-no), you ain't with the gang (No-no)

Supercharged V8 engine, AMG CLA

Red seats, yeah, purple outside on the paint

Whip that GLE 53, built just like a tank

You can't show me what you say, bitch, show me what you made (Mmm-hmm)

I woke up everyday of the month just to make me fifty K (Yeah, pop out)

[Chorus: Yeat]

All kinds of things talk

Yeah, bean talk, yeah, yeah

Yeah, lean talk

Yeah, I caused the thing to talk

Yeah, pop out, you a bih, yeah, pop out  (Pop out)

Yeah, I make bread, give a fuck 'bout what you talk 'bout

Yeah, 'lil shawty 'bout to pop out with a mop out, she gon' top out

Just like wifi, we connected like a hotspot, shipping rockstar

[Verse 2: KillBunk]

Yeah, yeah

Bitch, my dreads swingin' like a rasta

That bitch call me papi but bitch, I'm not your father

In the gang, I feel like Papi 'cause I hang around them shottas

Pussy nigga talkin' all that shit 'til he get knocked out

Yeah, yeah, broke up with that bitch, [?] (Yeah)

I don't walk in that hoe, bitch, I knock the walls off

Nigga talkin' like he gon' do shit 'til he get dropped though

Yeah, uh, gas up in that bitch, I hit it raw though

Aye, I just hit yo' bitch, I hit it raw dog

I'ma pop out with a Glock out and your bitch, she wanna call now

Yeah, I don't want your ratchet bitch, that bitch stay on the corner

Yeah, I'm not too flashy, bitch, 'cause I already grown up

Yeah, only seventeen but I could still go fuck yo' momma

Yeah, nigga, you a bitch and you be hangin' 'round fake gunners

Yeah, choppa gon' leave that boy runnin'

Pussy ass nigga, know he up to something

You ain't my twin, no, you ain't my friend, no, you ain't my buddy

Knock off his head, woah, now that nigga dead, gone

He dead with his buddy

[Chorus: Yeat]

All kinds of things talk

Yeah, bean talk, yeah, yeah

Yeah, lean talk

Yeah, I caused the thing to talk

Yeah, pop out, you a bih, yeah, pop out (Pop out)

Yeah, I make bread, give a fuck 'bout what you talk 'bout

Yeah, 'lil shawty 'bout to pop out with a mop out, she gon' top out

Just like wifi, we connected like a hotspot, shipping rockstar