Cypress Moreno, Casey Veggies - Pop Shit lyrics

Cypress

Out of all 'em, hold up, baby you the baddest
I ain't worried 'bout that shit
Already had it i fuck with you
You treat me better than my last did
Came up from the bottom, now I gotta have it
Yeah, pop shit
Speaking on me then just stop it boss shit
I took it straight up on the block with it
Sometimes it be the same niggas you rock with
You was supposed to be the
One and I'ma top it
She walk up to the DJ told him play my song
I'ma make her mine because she
Fuck with what I'm on i ain't grown, yeah
She told me beat it up and
Do it all night long

Bad bitch, shawty way better than average
Bad bitch, she probably want me for my status
Young nigga getting money in the past tense
Expensive fabric
So many foreigns we might crash it
I done turned this fly shit into a habit
The money turn a good girl into a savage
She hit my phone, I'm pulling up on automatic
She saw my number
Hit my line and sent the addy on the caddy
Up off a pageant she took it off and it
Was just what I imagined

Out of all 'em, hold up, baby you the baddest
I ain't worried 'bout that shit
Already had it i fuck with you
You treat me better than my last did
Came up from the bottom, now I gotta have it
Yeah, pop shit
Speaking on me then just stop it boss shit
I took it straight up on the block with it
Sometimes it be the same niggas you rock with
You was supposed to be the
One and I'ma top it
She walk up to the DJ told him play my song
I'ma make her mine because she
Fuck with what I'm on i ain't grown, yeah
She told me beat it up and
Do it all night long

They hate
Yeah, new whip now I got paper plates
Yeah, they know me by my face
When I'm at the chase
Yeah, these niggas just pop
It like it's elevation
Yeah, she pop that for the
She don't need no chasing
She fell straight in my lap so
I can't even chase her
Yeah, real nigga ten toes
I don't need no favors
Yeah, worry bout these hoes
Need to get some paper
Yeah, she my quarterback
I put her on the team yeah
Yeah, gave that girl to the city
Now she on the scene
She say I hit it so good
It turned her into a fiend

Out of all 'em, hold up, baby you the baddest
I ain't worried 'bout that shit
Already had it i fuck with you
You treat me better than my last did
Came up from the bottom, now I gotta have it
Yeah, pop shit
Speaking on me then just stop it boss shit
I took it straight up on the block with it
Sometimes it be the same niggas you rock with
You was supposed to be the
One and I'ma top it
She walk up to the DJ told him play my song
I'ma make her mine because she
Fuck with what I'm on i ain't grown, yeah
She told me beat it up and
Do it all night long