Текст песни Pop Out. - Matte Roxx!

All my jeans is Robins, yeah
Pills up in my pocket, uh
I got lots of options, yeah
Mix it with the oxy

Hella Versace
Finna pop out for paparazzi
I don't do this shit for no one but Roxxy
That's on my mami

I need an island like Gilligan
I don't really know where my feelings is
Yeah, Take a lil trip out to Michigan
Uh, Just to go stash all the millions

I'm gettin' respect and the power
Takin' that shit, then I'm gone
Yeah, They sayin' the world is ours
EXCLAMAT!ON, till it's gone

Huh, I got them real pills
Want me to sign?, need a real deal
Poppin' my shit, on my real spill-
Oh shit!, My codeine spilled, (Yeah)

Stick to the code, Ima stick to the mission
Got sticks in the field for the bitch opposition, (Yeah)
They gon' look at this wrist flick
Pour that tris- tris, I been itchin', (Yeah)

Too many carbon copies
I'm on my own body
Yeah, No can't trust nobody
Known to keep that glock on me

Yeah, Heavy metal rock on me
I love the Rap
But I might jus' have to Pop 'bout me-

(A-Aye, hold up- hold up- Roxxy...)

All my jeans is Robins, yeah
Pills up in my pocket, uh
I got lots of options, yeah
Mix it with the oxy

Hella Versace
Finna pop out for paparazzi
I don't do this shit for no one but Roxxy
That's on my mami

I need an island like Gilligan
I don't really know where my feelings is
Yeah, Take a lil trip out to Michigan
Uh, Just to go stash all the millions

I'm gettin' respect and the power
Takin' that shit, then I'm gone
Yeah, They sayin' the world is ours
EXCLAMAT!ON, till it's gone

Huh, And we on our go shit
Gettin' that dough bitch
I be on my go shit
Rockin' that Dolce

If you ain't about this business
Get out the door, bitch
Yeah, this sushi worth a building
It cost your soul, bitch

All my jeans is Robins, yeah
Pills up in my pocket, uh
I got lots of options, yeah
Mix it with the oxy

Hella Versace
Finna pop out for paparazzi
I don't do this shit for no one but Roxxy
That's on my mami

I need an island like Gilligan
I don't really know where my feelings is
Yeah, Take a lil trip out to Michigan
Uh, Just to go stash all the millions

I'm gettin' respect and the power
Takin' that shit, then I'm gone
Yeah, They sayin' the world is ours
EXCLAMAT!ON, till it's gone