Wifisfuneral - Pop lyrics

Ginseng aye, ooh, ooh
Cris Dinero ooh, ooh, ooh, yuh

Pop-pop 'til you drop
Body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop 'til you drop
Body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop 'til you drop
Body full of bullet holes
Where the hollow point shells land? Man
Nobody knows

Post back with the strap, I attack, go back
I remember all days moving pack
Split 50 cent cakes on me, where it's at
Now my diamonds lookin' like my
Chest freeze on the map
Wait, wait, I might pull up hold up, no
Where was you at? You was not in the dirt
I see no stains, boy, you clean on your shirt
She suck my dick 'til she hiccup
Decline my phone, I'm no pick up
I'll let you know if I pick up
She just got caught in a pickle
Movin' with 458 while he tote 38
Yes, he might up in your face
If you think it's too late, huh
I just might nut on her face, huh
Thick yellowbone bring more weight, huh
In my portal, I'll float outer space, yuh
I'ma push some, merge up in your lane, yuh

Pop-pop 'til you drop
Body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop 'til you drop
Body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop 'til you drop
Body full of bullet holes
Where the hollow point shells-

Yuh, uh
I don't see enemies, they are all dead
This is what happens when titan go mad
Black like my soul, I can't help who I am
Ooh
Crushing on a Perc, boy, feel it in my fist
Spent 20 thou', yeah, right on my bitch
Guess it's the perks of lightskin, being rich
Devil on my soul, new phone, who this?
Mop with a stick like I'm Mr clean, uh
Fuck nigga, test is the end of he, uh
Bitch, your allowance my pinky ring, uh
Bitch, lick your wrist when you think of me
Uh
Creep through your dreams with the weaponry
Boy, you too pussy
You know you can't step to me
Fuck on a opp bitch, man
That be my speciality boy, you too pussy
You know you can't step to me
Fuck on a opp bitch, man
That be my speciality

Pop-pop 'til you drop
Body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop 'til you drop
Body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop 'til you drop
Body full of bullet holes
Where the hollow point shells land? Man
Nobody knows pop-pop 'til you drop
Body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop 'til you drop
Body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop 'til you drop
Body full of bullet holes
Where the hollow point shells land? Man
Nobody knows