Pop My Collar Lyrics – Mastercard2k
Singer: Mastercard2k
Title: Pop My Collar
Counting foreign money, b#tch i might go to japan
They thought i was fake, uh-huh, cause i am
Walking with this k on me i feel like dirty dan
Junkies love my product i might sell your moms a xan
And you know i sold exotic way before i even scammed
If i see a junkie tweaking i’ma serve him on demand
Cookies in {?}, smoking b#tch, i’m smoking by the strand
All my haters pillow talking, boy i’m thinking they some fans
I’m the type to take a dollar, stretch it to a couple bands
Yeah i’m dancing, pop my collar, b#tch i’m hopping outta lamb
How you hating on my music when you don’t know who i am
We gon’ hop out the honda and we let the semi blam
I ain’t f#cking with the drama, b#tch i’m bout the rubber bands
And i did this by myself, i ain’t need no helping hand
Twerking with my money, yeah we do the money dance
I turned nothing into something, now i’m feeling like the man
And my parents ain’t believe in me, i had to take a chance
Yeah i used to shop at marshalls, now i’m rocking truey pants
No one taught me how to do it, i just did it cause i can
Me and feddi making classics, we might run up thirty bands
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