GMG Tripp - Hop Out Lyrics

I aint with all that chit chat big burner on me got kick back
Give me fifty feet bitch get back real nigga I aint with the yip yap
I just popped a perky like a tic tac I just cracked a seal on a pint
Cant see in my windows cause they pitch black looking like I got deals on the white bitch
Dope boy fresh when I hop out I quit school to hit licks im a drop out
You was playing games I was outside slanging that torch in a drive by
South west nigga got ya bitch going southside don't trip turn ya tee to a tye dye
Flipping the whip with a grip on my nana you wont catch me slipping I'll air ya whole block out

Air ya whole block out I ride with my glock out the window get let down them hitters gon pop out
That action you not bout its nothing to lie bout I air this whole bitch out and I leave yo block hot
Ooh I got hitters and they piru you don't wanna see em slide through
You poppin out the mouth we'll shoot hopping out the roof of the coupe AR drop em by the two
Lets set the record straight I bring that yellow tape this is a murder scene watch what the hell you say
Shot to the stomach now he got a belly ache aint with the chit chat I don't want to delegate
Go check the resume bet im gon check out post up in yo hood just like a mailbox
Strapped with the pack I reup before I sell out wrap it and ship it like im sending mail out
Fresh when I step out got double g's on me hop out the whip and its smelling like dodi
Crazy thing is I aint even smoking pack wrapped up but it smell like its open
I don't smoke but I sip codeine potion please forgive me if I seem to move slowly
I gotta cream soda I poured a four in im still on point don't make me come kick yo door in bitch

I aint with all that chit chat big burner on me got kick back
Give me fifty feet bitch get back real nigga I aint with the yip yap
I just popped a perky like a tic tac I just cracked a seal on a pint
Cant see in my windows cause they pitch black looking like I got deals on the white bitch
Dope boy fresh when I hop out I quit school to hit licks im a drop out
You was playing games I was outside slanging that torch in a drive by
South west nigga got ya bitch going southside don't trip turn ya tee to a tye dye
Flipping the whip with a grip on my nana you wont catch me slipping I'll air ya whole block out

You was playing games I was outside I was selling cane on the south side
By the time you had jumped off the porch I was in the pen eating noodles during count time
They like Tripp you aint made it yea its bout time check ya watch bitch yea its my time
Still with that gang shit yea I pop iron you gon respect me like a stop sign aye
F*cking a bad bitch when I cut them loose that's the only time that I drop dimes
Swerving through traffic coppers harassing say the car got a warrant he lying
Strap on me you know I keep mine so much work they might give me life three times
I beat the case they want a retrial but that'll be a double jeopardy peace out
Im on my Ray Charles shit cant see yall call me racecar Tripp how I skeet off
Burner on me and im just in default stick in the trunk it'll knock ya whole street off
And if it aint the same plate that we eat off I be like f*ck you I would hate to be yall
Im in the yo and im hanging with b dawgs putting in work tryna get gmg off aye

I aint with all that chit chat big burner on me got kick back
Give me fifty feet bitch get back real nigga I aint with the yip yap
I just popped a perky like a tic tac I just cracked a seal on a pint
Cant see in my windows cause they pitch black looking like I got deals on the white bitch
Dope boy fresh when I hop out I quit school to hit licks im a drop out
You was playing games I was outside slanging that torch in a drive by
South west nigga got ya bitch going southside don't trip turn ya tee to a tye dye
Flipping the whip with a grip on my nana you wont catch me slipping I'll air ya whole block out