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Lyrify.me

Pop Shit by Ken Car$on Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2022

Lyrics from Snippet

[Intro]
Oh yeah
Yeah
(Loesoe going crazy)
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Ayy

[Chorus]
Bust down watch
Bust down ring, yeah
This ain't plain jane
I got swag, ayy, for days, ayy
Yeah, he rocking the same thing (Yeah, yeah)
[?] when you say my name
Yeah, you talk down, I'm gon' bang
Yeah, you talking down, I'm gon' shoot
I'ma pull up on you and your gang
I'ma pull up on you and your gang
I'ma pull up rocking all that shit
How this nigga ain't never ever catch a body, but he call himself John Wick? (Yeah)
How these niggas ain't never ever catch a body, but they always posted with sticks?
Yeah, these niggas be posted up with them guns, but they nevеr shot shit (Yeah)
[Verse]
Pussy boy never poppеd shit
Pussy boy, you not popping
Pussy boy, need to stop it (Yeah)
Pussy boy, need to stop it
Money in my bag, cause I can't fit it in my wallet
Them niggas, they smoking [?]
My boys, we smoke exotic
Shawty said she wanna keep my kid, but I ain't ready to be no papi (Hell nah)
I ain't tryna fuck no more, woah, suck me sloppy
I'ma [?] my opps, I ain't gotta check the score, I know that I got it
I'm in your city right now, and I'm 'bouta do a show, tell me who gon' stop me? (Nobody)
Who gon' stop me? (Nobody)
All of these niggas be hoes, they ain't on shit (Yeah)
Niggas going out sad, bad, and they said it's up, all about a bitch (Yeah)
I can't go out bad, sad, nah
'Cause I'm way too up, yeah, I'm way too rich (Yeah)
I'm just way, way too lit (Yeah)
I just care more about my shit (Yeah)
I just give a little bit of fucks (Yeah)
And these niggas, they don't give no fucks (Yeah)
That's why all of they hoes wanna fuck me
'Cause they know my swag contagious like a disease (Yeah)
You in her DM, I got this hoe on her knees (Yeah)
[?] a bitch, but that bitch, she ain't nun' to me
Yeah, these niggas be tripping about these [?]
These niggas be tripping
When I was in school, I was skipping (I was skipping)
Yeah, I was just chilling (Chilling)
Yeah, I was just [?]
'Cause I knew that shit wasn't for me
I [?] me
Now look at me, I'm living my dreams (Yeah)
I was just broke as a [?], niggas ain't know they was laughing at me
Opium, we like a cult, hell yeah [?] little bro wanna be
But he can never ever be, (Nah) cause he's just a him
I was just rocking H&M (Yeah)
Now Rick on my denim (Yeah)
And I got them racks stuffed in 'em (Yeah)
Like Lil Baby, I'm four pockets full
On my neck and wrist, you see them jewels
Shawty [?]
[?] (Yeah)
I'm in my bag like some Pockys
I'm in the bag like some Takis
Shawty suck me, yeah, so sloppy
Talking 'bout sticks, I got these
Talking 'bout bricks, I got these (Oh, yeah)
[Chorus]
Bust down watch
Bust down ring, yeah
This ain't plain jane
I got swag, ayy, for days, ayy
Yeah, he rocking the same thing (Yeah, yeah)
[?] when you say my name
Yeah, you talk down, I'm gon' bang
Yeah, you talking down, I'm gon' shoot
I'ma put 'em on you and your gang
I'ma pull up on you and your gang
I'ma pull up rocking all that shit
How this nigga ain't never ever catch a body, but he call himself John Wick? (Yeah)
How these niggas ain't never ever catch a body, but they always posted with sticks?
Yeah, these niggas be posted up with them guns, but they never shot shit (Yeah)