LP Rambo - Never Going Pop lyrics

I'm rolling with the Don Dada
Shout out Jay my blood cousin
You plot on me I got on plot
Armor I can't die for fucking shit
Quarterbackin' all these hit's we see
Them niggas they get blitzed
Stain Gang we bang out anywhere don't
Put nobody in the mix badmon, real shotta
From them islands you get chopped
Leave yo' head by yo' socks I bet
They'll tell yo' ass how I rock
Made a promise to that block said
I will never ever go pop
I lived the life of a hardknock we'll
See who coming out on top

I told Shane "don't be gettin' in
No shit with these goofies"
He likе me he too ruthless a
Nigga tеst him he'll do it
I told Craig "don't be smoking
In the bathroom you trippin"
Mama called my phone trippin' said
I better make them listen
Like im Thanos I blip him
Nigga was out of bounds I zipped him
I got choppas for your family don't
Be fuckin' round with my siblings
I started shooting and stopped dribbling
Fuck that bitch I stopped trippin'
If I shoot I am not missing don't test me
Shit get chilling
Man I barely know my sister
Either way it go know i'm with her
I be having hella shit in the box when
He see the box nigga just shiver
Nigga lips just quiver he ain't know
I'm a whole damn killer
When it's clutch time i'm Lillard clutch
That Glock 9 'cause i'm living

I'm rolling with the Don Dada
Shout out Jay my blood cousin
You plot on me I got on plot
Armor I can't die for fucking shit
Quarterbackin' all these hit's we see
Them niggas they get blitzed
Stain Gang we bang out anywhere don't
Put nobody in the mix badmon, real shotta
From them islands you get chopped
Leave yo' head by yo' socks I bet
They'll tell yo' ass how I rock
Made a promise to that block said
I will never ever go pop
I lived the life of a hardknock we'll
See who coming out on top

Late at night we pull up
On you with them Glocks, what you saying?
Like what's the issue heard you plottin'
Tryna get at my mans
Don't do no playin', or no sayin'
You get hit in advance
Was fuckin' zombied every day and then
My bro died off xans
I don't know man niggas be hatin'
Catch 'em lacking im just waiting
Smoke a wood before I lay
Repeat it day after day
Ima let it spray man, Cartiers not ray bands
White Runtz my fragrance, Anti my cadence
My boy got shot I saw it all
Had to pick that MAC11 up
Pouring up in 7-up in the
Morning I ain't getting up
Took me a whole year to trust you
Thought you was gone set me up
That don't mean i'm letting up
That mean i'll be testin' ya
All my brothers restin' up that's why
I keep on plucking shit
Opp ass niggas didn't even know
Who they was fuckin' with
The block and my mama both
Was battling for custody
60 40 split that's why my mama
Don't even fuck with me

I'm rolling with the Don Dada
Shout out Jay my blood cousin
You plot on me I got on plot
Armor I can't die for fucking shit
Quarterbackin' all these hit's we see
Them niggas they get blitzed
Stain Gang we bang out anywhere don't
Put nobody in the mix badmon, real shotta
From them islands you get chopped
Leave yo' head by yo' socks I bet
They'll tell yo' ass how I rock
Made a promise to that block said
I will never ever go pop
I lived the life of a hardknock we'll
See who coming out on top