POP OUT Lyrics – Kay Flock & Wan Billz
Singer: Kay Flock & Wan Billz
Title: POP OUT
Glah Glah Boom
Glah Glah Glah
Glah Glah Glah
Choppa got a kick sh#t will make ’em lay down
#ss up in the air with her face down
If I see the opps n#gg# bet I won’t play around
Got the nine, Poppa Loc got the trey-pound
If he try to run while we shoot he get chased down
It’s to late he can’t pick up his pace now
If he tried to run while we shoot he get-
If he tried to-
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Now lets talk all the facts, I clicked up on your mans
Dummy, you, you and him ran
Acting like they opps, all them n#gg#s fans
Beretta got a kick, shoot with double hands
He ain’t understood, made him understand
Talking out his mouth, leave him where he laying
b#tch I’m EBK n#gg# f#ck you saying?
Shawty know I’m a demon, telling me she be praying
Choppa got a kick sh#t will make ’em lay down
#ss up in the air with her face down
If I see the opps n#gg# bet I won’t play around
Got the nine, Poppa Loc got the trey-pound
If he try to run while we shoot he get chased down
It’s to late he can’t pick up his pace now
If he tried to run while we shoot he get-
If he tried to-
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(Glah Glah Boom)
Look, all these opp n#gg#s runtz
And a lil’ grabba, put boy in a blunt
He think he a demon ‘cuz he got a gun?
Catch that boy leaning, on bro he get punched, look
n#gg# runnin’ like Gump (muddy)
Brodie tried to dump
Like mentioning Kay and n#gg#s know that it’s-
Like mentioning Kay and n#gg#s know that it’s up, look
For bro we don’t play
Claim that its lit, pop out to the Rey
Like catch that boy Ray now that’s a good day
Like catch that boy Ray now that’s a good day, gang gang
Look, like catch that boy Ray and that’s a good- uh huh
Like hold on (we catch that boy Ray now that’s a good day)
Like I f#ck with some Moves a couple get [?]
They get straight to the cash
‘Cuz brodie got thirteen and sent straight
n#gg#s talkin’ about Nav
Bro on a highspeed from the Jakes
And I hope we don’t crash
Like bro on a highspeed form the Jakes, look
And I hope we don’t-
[?] on okcy eating great
Moving chop cheese to the state
n#gg#s gonna lowkey tryna hate
But it’s high-key to late
We ain’t playing hockey, made ’em skate, look look
We ain’t playing hockey, made ’em skate
n#gg# that’s word to Blay
Choppa got a kick sh#t will make ’em lay down
#ss up in the air with her face down
If I see the opps n#gg# bet I won’t play around
Got the nine, Poppa Loc got the trey-pound
If he try to run while we shoot he get chased down
It’s to late he can’t pick up his pace now
If he tried to run while we shoot he get-
If he tried to-
Like like
Choppa got a kick sh#t will make ’em lay down
#ss up in the air with her face down
If I see the opps n#gg# bet I won’t play around
Got the nine, Poppa Loc got the trey-pound
If he try to run while we shoot he get chased down
It’s to late he can’t pick up his pace now
If he tried to run while we shoot he get-
If he tried to-
Like like
It’s LilC4, LilC4, LilC4, LilC4
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