Intro:
Pop Your Shit
Yea, yea
This the remix
Yea, yea
4TG
Yea, Yea
Y4L shit
I'm all out, I'ma make em do the matrix
Won't let ya play me
I'm the most hated,
Kno these niggas hatin
Slangin nine bullets,
Got the glock blazin
Got a nice toolie,
Juggin like the 80's
Never been a pacer,
Been speedin, pacin
Take it easy baby
Like Bankroll, or Jeezy baby
Old Gucci Mane, old demon baby
Nigga hate my shit, but I'm really crazy
Oh believe it, lady
I'm let you taste it
I'ma up my nine, f*ck the record diss
I'm bout mine, need a necklace
400 boy, really reckless
Don't cap about it, gone respect this
Pull up on em on, on the intersection,
Let these bullets fly, and they intersecting
With hell of weapons
Make em hit the exit
And you gone respect it
So please don't test it
I'm passin bullets, and you gonna catch it
Wit a cool on it, fully loaded tech it
Chorus:
I'm really wit it, better pop yo shit (Repeat)