paroles de chanson Pop Goes the Weasel - No i$$ue

Aye (Err)
Got this bucket full of cash, I made it easy like a free throw
Stupid you not me, they tryna get it easy like a cheat code
Damn I told her it's my pistol, she keep tryna give me deep throat
My clips got empty but I keep them full just so I ain't got to reload
How you flexing but don't got shit, I ain't feeling none of these people
The money texting me, I got the recipe but I just need more
Aye
No call of duty, think a nigga playing you gone see bro
I advise yo bitch ass stay in yo own lane cause this shit real
Niggas just be poppin shit but why he think he "man of steel"
Aye I did about everything myself, plus never signed a deal
Too advanced for them niggas but they don't know just how I feel
If I ain't on shit, come and find out, like a orange you get peeled
I'm tryna chill

Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea, yea, yea
Yea
You not my equal
Yea
(Run up on me if you wanna then it's)
Yea, yea, yea

Aye
Pop goes the weasel
Yeh I'm on beast mode
Niggas think they debo
They gone get repo'd
Kidnapped
Wrap you up and no it's not a gift wrap
A mummy
This nigga grimy, know you get yo shit snatch
(Aye)
You a dummy

Pop goes the weasel
Yeh I'm on beast mode
Niggas think they debo
They gone get repo'd
Kidnapped
Wrap you up and no it's not a gift wrap
A mummy
This nigga grimy, know you get yo shit snatch
You a dummy

Yea you dumb so nigga you get nun from me
It ain't nun personal, you just not used to getting money
You ain't hungry
Damn my wrist be blinding, almost thought it's sunny
Outside, that's where everybody fried, they ain't talking about nothing
Making milli's in my house right by my queen, she lovely
Naw I can't just sit around, I turn shit into something
Like I know magic
You won't get no warning, leave you in the past tense
Don't know what happened
Got his story erased, ain't nobody asking
Aye
Ion care about money really, only praising God
If you ain't get no money with me, naw it ain't my fault
Mane I feel like Tee Grizzley, I'm gonna need 2 vaults
I'm finna regulate a nigga, yea that boy too soft
Aye I'm getting off

Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea, yea, yea
Yea
You not my equal
Yea
(Run up on me if you wanna then it's)
Yea, yea, yea

Aye
Pop goes the weasel
Yeh I'm on beast mode
Niggas think they debo
They gone get repo'd
Kidnapped
Wrap you up and no it's not a gift wrap
A mummy
This nigga grimy, know you get yo shit snatch
(Aye)
You a dummy

Pop goes the weasel
Yeh I'm on beast mode
Niggas think they debo
They gone get repo'd
Kidnapped
Wrap you up and no it's not a gift wrap
A mummy
This nigga grimy, know you get yo shit snatch
You a dummy

Nigga you a dummy
Yea
Nigga you a dummy
Yea
Yea you a dummy
Yea
Yea