Mook TBG - Pop My S lyrics

Huh ayy, what Uncle Sam doing in there?
Uncle Sam makin' beats (Ayy, it's Mook)
Fuck let's hit it at the spot
Huh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck out the spot, nigga straight up, nigga
Sit your ass down
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) woo, wow
It's time to pop my shit, nigga
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha, ha, ha, ha, wait
Play that shit that you was talking about
Wait (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) what was that shit that you was talking about?

Yeah, it's time to pop my shit
(Pop my shit, woah)
I gotta stick, shit so long
Shit don't even fit on my hip
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hop out the whip, shit on flood
Not to even mention my bitch
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck it, I step on a fuck nigga neck
(Fuck nigga neck) , in these Ralph
Simmons kicks (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Run up a sack, yeah, I gotta get
(I gotta get)

I spend like 10k on a fit (Bands)
Too many rappers and not enough hit's (yeah)
I need the bag as big as it gets (Woo)
Stackin' my chips like lays and jays and
Everybody 'round me tryna get paid (Woah)
That nigga a bitch
(yeah) , talkin that shit on my page
Been lookin' (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
For niggas for days
I told 'em niggas to pop out (Woah)
I don't see nobody hotter than me
We can go song for song or dollar for dollar
Ain't nobody fuckin' wit' me
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I bust down the piece, these Amiri jeans
Niggas ain't hard as me, not possibly
(yeah) , nigga, I'm proud to
Be (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Doin' this shit on my own
Ain't no signin' me
Real big bands on me, they
Be like, "Damn son, fuck up the ransom"
(Mmm, hmm)
Them niggas don't want me to eat
Fuck up the streets (Mmm, hmm)
They don't ever be wherever I be
(Mmm, hmm) , Draco give 'em some to see
Make 'em go missin'
You wouldn't even believe it
I ball, I'm still undefeated
(Ball) , ball like we ball (We ball)

It's time to pop my shit (Pop my shit)
I gotta stick, shit so long
Shit don't even fit on my hip
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hop out the whip, shit on flood
Not to even mention my bitch
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck it, I step on a fuck nigga neck
In these Ralph Simmons kicks
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Run up a sack, yeah, I gotta get

I'm wit' the mob, but rockin' the six
Every nigga in the city I licked
Hoop dreams that was back
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) in '06 (yeah)
Ain't had a dime and fell for a bitch
Now I buy it cash and pop my shit (Bands)
We go broke, we take his shit
Everybody 'round me
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) tryna get rich
I want it all a brand new Audemar
Niggas don't play they part (Uh)
Push to start, prolly take a nigga heart
He a never make it far (Skrrt)
We tryna get to the charts, fuck
What it charge
Niggas ain't goin' this hard
Already know I'm a star
Niggas ain't livin' this large, fuck it
'cause we had it hard

Woo it's time to pop my shit
(Pop my shit, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I gotta stick, shit so long
Shit don't even fit on my hip
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hop out the whip, shit on flood
Not to even mention my bitch
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck it, I step on a fuck nigga neck
In these Ralph Simmons kicks
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Run up a sack, yeah, I gotta get
(yeah, I gotta get)

Yeah uh uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, what Uncle Sam doing in there?
Uncle Sam makin' beats
(Uncle Sam makin' beats)