Текст песни Pop Shyt - Bixi Blake , Myke Rook

I'll be on my pop shyt
Opps loosin' concious
Brought'em helicopters
Bebek wants the hardest
Party jus started
Bad bitch walkin' target
Movin' like she scarlett
Hit it in the cockpit
Fucked her like she heartless

While i send'em all to hell, suck my 50 cal
Issa war baby better be prepared
Got shooters up in Brooklyn n*cca
Tha's a hobby, they don ever
Hesitate to pull a trigger

Wait Wait
Yeah I'm new to the city (i am)
But everybody fuckin wit me (yuh)
Riding round wit Bixi (skrttt)
Wait wait
Got ya shawty movin dizzy
Cuz Rilla Bangz he driftin
It's bout to get litty (yuh)
Moving side to side
Feeling traumatized
Thoughts of suicide
Asking who am I
Yeah I might be lost
But Shawty down to ride (yuh)
Cuz I move like a boss
Til the day I die
Got no love for these bitches
I been running up digits
Burda patron biziz
Lord knows it's a cold business
Been making making moves (I been)
Shawty shakin, shakin ooh (yea)
Don't eat no bacon fool (nah)
Got no pigs in my crew (never)
Tell me who the fuck is you? (who)
Better watch ya attitude (huh)
Cuz I'm finna get loose (loose)
And I'm not in the mood

Blake, got a new chain, my neck goin' nuts
On flame got a new glocc, got 17 shots
Shoot right in the spot
Shoot right in the heart
We go grratatat, feelin' like im on my

Pop shyt, opps loosin' concious
Brought'em helicopters
Bebek wants the hardest
Party jus started
Bad bitch walkin' target
Movin' like she scarlett
Hit it in the cockpit
Fucked her like she heartless (woo)

While i send'em all to hell, suck my 50 cal
Issa war baby better be prepared
Got shooters up in Brooklyn n*cca
Tha's a hobby, they don ever
Hesitate to pull a trigger