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bsbdinero - Pop Out (feat. ZayBraze, DonEvion & Jakob John) Lyrics



bsbdinero - Pop Out (feat. ZayBraze, DonEvion & Jakob John) Lyrics




We hop out, we pop out, sticks bulgein ' You can catch me, Outside or up in Nordstrom's
She tell me where they be, she my informant
Cuzzo couldn't wipe the moves, she got lucky I did her grimy, why she still wanna f*ck me
I got blower, you can't tell cause I'm tuckin' Brodie make the wrong moves, brother pluck em

Niggas reachin' for this piece, I might snuck him
I did her grimy, why they bitch still love me
I been in situation, shit got ugly Me and Zay hop out and do our dougie
Three janky niggas, Three chops, hop, so don't test me
This bitch love me and she love how I finesse she This bitch ass so fat, I'm gon' crash it

How you real, but I be posin' in your station I super fly, do you really get the message
Hold on, my niggas takin' over in the station My R-sweep, baby, can't take dick for a second
Yeah, he a nerd, he a dweeb, he can't come around All the toppers in this weed, we gon' get laid down
And she ain't want me back then, but she want Zay now And she be beggin' for this price, she already laid down

And I was bummy, but a nigga up here pay me now
We hop out, we pop out, sticks bouncin' You can catch me, I'll sound her up in Martians
She tell me where they be, she might inform me 'Cause I couldn't like the move, she got lecky
I did her, got me, why she still wanna f*ck me? I got her, bro, you can't tell cause I'm textin

Bro, they make the wrong move by their plaquin' Niggas reachin' for her, speakin' like Snappin
You a brash dummy, look at all the times you brushed a load
Finna snatch somethin', if you ain't gon' blow, you lose your pole
Got this cash comin', if you ain't got nothin', knock your hoe

You ain't gon' stop, spin it to it, see a nigga catch the globe
Hold on, what's that
Ayy, nigga, I got that shit on my back You keep on speakin' on my bruh, you get wack
Why you mad? 'Cause a nigga makin' stacks

Hold on, hold on, hold on
Don't touch me, bitch, you know I got the pop
Bitch, it's P's and the G's where I'm on
Your nigga tryna be like me, he a clone

Send a bitch to BSB, she on for all
Connected like a USB, bitch, you know we on
Bitch, don't ask me questions, bitch, I'm starin' on my phone
Livin' off that bitch, she be teen, nigga, you ain't on

We hop out, we pop out, sticks bulging
You can catch me out, I'll top her up in mushrooms
She tell me where they be, she might inform me
'Cause I couldn't like the move, she got lucky

I get her dummy, why she still wanna f*ck me
I got a bro, you can't tell cause I'm techin
Bro, they make the wrong move by their plexin
Niggas reachin' for a speech, I might snuck in
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We hop out, we pop out, sticks bulgein ' You can catch me, Outside or up in Nordstrom's
She tell me where they be, she my informant
Cuzzo couldn't wipe the moves, she got lucky I did her grimy, why she still wanna f*ck me
I got blower, you can't tell cause I'm tuckin' Brodie make the wrong moves, brother pluck em

Niggas reachin' for this piece, I might snuck him
I did her grimy, why they bitch still love me
I been in situation, shit got ugly Me and Zay hop out and do our dougie
Three janky niggas, Three chops, hop, so don't test me
This bitch love me and she love how I finesse she This bitch ass so fat, I'm gon' crash it

How you real, but I be posin' in your station I super fly, do you really get the message
Hold on, my niggas takin' over in the station My R-sweep, baby, can't take dick for a second
Yeah, he a nerd, he a dweeb, he can't come around All the toppers in this weed, we gon' get laid down
And she ain't want me back then, but she want Zay now And she be beggin' for this price, she already laid down

And I was bummy, but a nigga up here pay me now
We hop out, we pop out, sticks bouncin' You can catch me, I'll sound her up in Martians
She tell me where they be, she might inform me 'Cause I couldn't like the move, she got lecky
I did her, got me, why she still wanna f*ck me? I got her, bro, you can't tell cause I'm textin

Bro, they make the wrong move by their plaquin' Niggas reachin' for her, speakin' like Snappin
You a brash dummy, look at all the times you brushed a load
Finna snatch somethin', if you ain't gon' blow, you lose your pole
Got this cash comin', if you ain't got nothin', knock your hoe

You ain't gon' stop, spin it to it, see a nigga catch the globe
Hold on, what's that
Ayy, nigga, I got that shit on my back You keep on speakin' on my bruh, you get wack
Why you mad? 'Cause a nigga makin' stacks

Hold on, hold on, hold on
Don't touch me, bitch, you know I got the pop
Bitch, it's P's and the G's where I'm on
Your nigga tryna be like me, he a clone

Send a bitch to BSB, she on for all
Connected like a USB, bitch, you know we on
Bitch, don't ask me questions, bitch, I'm starin' on my phone
Livin' off that bitch, she be teen, nigga, you ain't on

We hop out, we pop out, sticks bulging
You can catch me out, I'll top her up in mushrooms
She tell me where they be, she might inform me
'Cause I couldn't like the move, she got lucky

I get her dummy, why she still wanna f*ck me
I got a bro, you can't tell cause I'm techin
Bro, they make the wrong move by their plexin
Niggas reachin' for a speech, I might snuck in
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Writer: Don Evion, Levon B, Zay Braze
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