paroles de chanson Pop Out - Reece Geller

Pull up
New whip
Copped the benzo
Counting blue strips
Lil bih run it up
Say she wanna fuck

Pull up
New whip
Copped the benzo
Counting blue strips
Lil bih run it up
Say she wanna fuck

40 the hip
And he might catch you slacking
Up in jays hood bitch you know we going tap in
They pray on my downfall
But shit ganna happen
Said you need gas
Bitch you know we going tax it
Up in the morning i get to the bag
Cop me a foreign
Cop me a jag
Say imma slide
And she all on my ass
Whipping it fast
Triple digits the dash

You get the gas on the front
I serve the gas the plug
Only difference is you got a middle man
And i ain't trying get popped
ACOD
I'm on lock

I might just break off the chains
Baby i'm going insane
Ayy ayy

She give me top give me brain
I been swerving in the lanes
Ayyy ayy

I'm off the perk
When she said me the addy
She all off the addy
She doing them backflips
Like she do gymnastics

Breathe

I might hit the dash
Throw it in the birk ha

I might hit a lick
Throw away the burner ha

Say she with the shits
Imma make her work it uh

Been balling since a jit
Imma get right to the check
Imma get right to your neck
Pop out
Pop out
Pop out 1 and 2

Pull up
New whip
Copped the benzo
Counting blue strips
Lil bih run it up
Say she wanna fuck

Pull up (Hop out)
New whip
Copped the benzo
Counting blue strips
Lil bih run it up
Say she wanna fuck