Pop Off Video (MV)

What that bitch say
Watch me pop off
Step up in the club and
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Ya nigga fell in love when he
Watch me pop off
Watch me pop off
Watch me pop off
Use two hands cause I'm a lot to handle
I come stepping in my mothaf*ckin Jesus sandals
I cut to the chase cause I don't like to ramble
And over my respect you get left in shambles
I pray for the best brave the worst
He touch down (touchdown) like it's his turf
Real nigga met a real bitch that's a fairytale of how real shit work
Team steppers in the building I be stepping
I'm closed off like clothes off and I'm not a fan of that fake flexing
Pull up back to back in the black matte to match
My style cause it's a funeral when I step on bitches necks
They busy in the drama I'm busy getting paid
My game sharper than the razor blade they use to shave they legs
One two three four like the Arizona sun hot stepping out the door
Bitches always say it's up can't say it about they money
I'm like a chef when I cut niggas off if they moving funny
Oh you standing on business where your backbone at
You say your life is like a movie cut the cap in that
Clap back to the chit chat that ain't really me
Cause I be so laid back but I can lean up the seat cause ima
Sexy mamacita I give em jungle fever
You can catch me on an island vibing with my amigas
And sugar my rim when you give me margaritas
And I'm blind to my haters sorry that I can't see ya
What that bitch say
Watch me pop off
Step up in the club and
Watch me pop off
Ya nigga fell in love when he
Watch me pop off
Watch me pop off
Watch me pop off
Oh you trying to ride my wave lil bitch you can't surf it
Smooth ass Dej an I'm slaying watch me serve it
No contour, lashes, foundation or the blush
I'll kill em bare face ion need to mask up
Trying to walk up in my shoes nah they won't fit you
You run yo mouth too much nigga something like a bitch do
Fake crazy girl you don't really want this issue
Apply real pressure the fake fold I swear to god that shit true
Niggas try to run game that I can run and see through
But my pointers like Steph you can't move the way I move
I'm in my own lane that I don't need you to approve
And your two cents is cheap if it ain't tiras azul
When you hear my name now you gotta think twice
And if you catch me spazzing out I ain't afraid to pay the price
My circle tight I'm not ya friend, homie fasholy not ya sis
I went MIA on niggas like that paper plane bitch
Want to get the best of me you don't apply enough pressure
I walk it like I talk it and got my shit together
It's me myself and I don't need no group to make that clear
You worried about the next broad my competition is in the mirror
I grind and build in silence they don't know what to aim for
So when they see me out they gotta ask what I been on
Broads still mad niggas still feel some type of way
I can leave and come back bitch and still make some shit shake
I branded these bitches with the way that they so fond of me
See what the f*ck I'm on now all of a sudden they wanna copy me
See me out in the street they gotta tell it like they spilling tea
You can never do me like me boo
What that bitch say
Watch me pop off
Step up in the club and
Watch me pop off
Ya nigga fell in love when he
Watch me pop off
Watch me pop off
Watch me pop off