Lyrics YVNGJXYY – BOP!

BOP! Lyrics – YVNGJXYY

Singer: YVNGJXYY
Title: BOP!

To-Totin the pipe I-I-I-I have a lot
Coo-Cookin the drugs i’m in love with the pot
If I got a gun then that b#tch is hot
Throw that in the river so I don’t get caught-

You’re all bunch of f#ckin #ssh#l#s
You know why?
You don’t have the guts to be want you wanna be
You need people like me

Ri-Ri-Ri-Ridin around with a chop
Me some p#ss#
Ma-Makin this money I won’t ever stop
I like to have sex i’m in love with a bop

To-Totin the pipe I-I-I-I have a lot
Coo-Cookin the drugs i’m in love with the pot
If I got a gun then that b#tch is hot
Throw that in the river so I don’t get caught

If I catch a case i’m doin the race
If I catch a body on my face
Run-Run in yo spot I run in yo place
Buy-Buy a nеw phone so the feds cannot tracе

In love with the game i’m in love with the fame
I-I-I-I don’t know you but you know my name
I-I’m a real demon do not false claim
And that is a shame

I-I-I-I got the gas in my lungs
f#ck with a 50 we slidin with drums
Call me El Chapo cause i’m movin tons
Ro-Robbin the plug i’m takin his funds

Off of the drugs i’m off of the drank
Po-Poppin me a perc I turn into a tank
Always-Always got pressure I got a stain
Fu-f#ck off the bands I can’t trust a bank

I-I-I-I give no f#cks in jail
I’m a real demon b#tch straight out of hell
Ga-Gang get locked up i’m payin that bail
For my gang and I won’t ever tell

I-I-I-I got like 50 shots up in this Glock
He-He wanna talk so i’m knockin his top
If you wanna get dirty I got a mop
.44 to his body I watch that boy drop

I-I watch that boy drop bullet hittin his face
While you talk cause you ain’t gettin paid
The choppa gone hit him flip him like a page
You can get shot talkin down on the gang

I’m talkin my walk and i’m walkin my talk cause i’m rockin
Pop a few shots and I watch that boy drop right down to his grave
He thought it was
Re-Really don’t give a f#ck what you say

Bu-Buck shot hit a he don’t got
Slu-Slug shot hit a he get
Gu-Gun shot to his face he got shot like a buck
Re-Red dot to his nose and i’m not talkin rudolph

I’m Knockin yo boot off
Ru-Run in yo crib and it turn to a shoot off
I swear that bro fxndi 50 shots toll up in his Glock
.44 to his body we watch that boy drop

Just like a balloon we makin him pop
I-I don’t need a shooter i’m doin the job
Yeah I feel like the I belong at the top
With the sh#t yeah I got it all off

He-He play with the gang and that boy gettin robbed
I’m makin this money I won’t ever stop
I watch that boy drop bullet hittin his face
Cause you ain’t gettin paid

The choppa gone hit him flip him like a page
You can get shot talkin down on the gang
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