Pop Out Again (Explicit) - Polo G,Lil Baby,Gunna

Polo G

Lil Baby

Gunna

专辑:《Die A Legend (Explicit)》

更新时间:2025-01-15 11:25:05

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Pop Out Again (Explicit) - Polo G/Lil Baby/Gunna

Lyrics by:Polo G/Lil Tjay/João Victor Alba Duarte/Dylan Berg/Dominique Jones/Sergio Kitchens

Composed by:Polo G/Lil Tjay/João Victor Alba Duarte/Dylan Berg

JD on the track on the track

On the track

On the track

On the track

Iceberg want a bag b***h

Iceberg want a bag b***h

We pop out at your party

I'm with the gang

And it's gon' be a robbery

So tuck your chain

I'm a killer girl I'm sorry

But I can't change

We ain't aimin' for your body

Shots hit your brain

We come from poverty man we ain't have a thing

It's a lot of animosity but they won't say my name

Them killers rock with me lil' n***a don't get banged

'Cause they'll do that job for me while

I hop on a plane

She heard I'm a star now she tryna take her clothes off

Faceshot with this AR

I'm bound to knock a n***a nose off

Drowsy off the Act'

I'm sippin' lean until I doze off

My homie trappin' like it's laundry day he drop a load off

Police at the bando hit the back and

Cut the stove off

Used to hustle packs but now

I'm richer than my old boss

Almost summertime I'm finna see how much the

Rolls cost

If her friend ain't f**kin' kick

Her out and make them hoes walk

Runnin' through them hunnids new blue check

I guess I'm verified

Cappin' off this ecstasy

I'm rollin' like I'm paralyzed

You weren't out there thuggin' with the killers you was terrified

All my n***as pop out in them trenches we don't never hide

We pop out at your party

I'm with the gang

And it's gon' be a robbery

So tuck your chain

I'm a killer girl I'm sorry

But I can't change

We ain't aimin' for your body

Shots hit your brain

We come from poverty man we ain't have a thing

It's a lot of animosity but

They won't say my name

Them killers rock with me lil' n***a don't get banged

'Cause they'll do that job for me while

I hop on a plane

None of my hoes got a lot of mileage

Keep it G your style is childish

Proud of myself I finally found it

Only keep the guys around me

I go extra dressing with this drip

I call it thousand doller

I can make my youngin' snatch

Your necklace for a thousand dollars

Soon as we sexin' thousand problems

Hoppin' on jets this money calling

I still be thuggin' I'm sorry mama

Pop out I'm on every corner

VVS on every stone

This jewelry got my head gone

These bankrolls got my head gone

These meds got my head gone

We been poppin' out since middle school

This lifestyle ain't nothing new

But we'll get rid of you yeah

We been poppin' out since middle school

This s**t here ain't nothing new

Polo what you tell 'em fool

We pop out at your party

I'm with the gang

And it's gon' be a robbery

So tuck your chain

I'm a killer girl I'm sorry

But I can't change

We ain't aimin' for your body

Shots hit your brain

We come from poverty man we ain't have a thing

It's a lot of animosity but they won't say my name

Them killers rock with me lil' n***a

Don't get banged

'Cause they'll do that job for me while

I hop on a plane

And don't gotta explain nah 'cause

I got plenty stains stains

I pull up in ferraris when

I hop on the plane no cap

Got diamonds on my cartis cartis

I see you n***as lame lame

I'm in miami garden with a

Richard mille plain Richard mille plain

I'm a seed you can't put me in a grave no

Somebody prayed for me 'cause

I couldn't have been a slave no

Float on the D-U-Bs we had cash back in the day yeah

Now the rollie say the date roll

Around in two-door wraith two wraiths

You gotta work hard just can't

Make it off of faith

I sold me a lil' hard for a few thousands

I was straight straight

I been jumped off the porch learned to

Hustle for a plate

Now the shrimp come with a steak

Five-star condo where I lay

We pop out at your party

I'm with the gang

And it's gon' be a robbery

So tuck your chain

I'm a killer girl I'm sorry

But I can't change

We ain't aimin' for your body

Shots hit your brain

We come from poverty man we ain't have a thing

It's a lot of animosity but they

Won't say my name

Them killers rock with me lil' n***a

Don't get banged

'Cause they'll do that job for me while

I hop on a plane