Eastjack on the track)

Popp came up

He the m**g man

How the f**k

He go like straight to the top?

He was just locked up

In the m**g can

And the party go down

If I step in

(FiveSixOne, run that, bruh)

I'ma ball like I'm Scottie Pippen

They be like, "Popp

You so m**g hot

" if you stand too close

Then you might catch a tan

Now I can see why

It's more than a band

Bro brought a drum

And he saying let's rock

Uh, I don't f**k with no cop

No red light, man, I won't stop

Uh, ain't cuffing no thot

Just want the top, man

I don't want the box

Uh, I don't f**k with no opps

Gang tryna kill

So we spinning they blocks

The shit go left when

Shit hit the fan

Niggas always talking

All that shit on the Gram

We gon' pull up to

Your block in a van

Shit all fun and jokes

'til your man get blammed

Shed light on your block

Man, this a new land

He was acting tough

Pulled up, then he ran

This how you tell

That I'm straight from the gutter

I walk in the spot

With a gun in my pants

223, man, this shit going up

Fah-fah-fah, man

Right at your top

Even if I don't

Even got me a gun

If I swing first

Then the gang gon' ride

From the North to the South

That's my ties

Same old gang-gang, squad-squad

Everybody shoot shit, [?]

Now you a pack, you Zaza

Run right down and

We taking your shit

Like a STD, man, you just got burnt

Tryna fall back, I'm a rockstar now

I'ma jump in the crowd like Lil Uzi Vert

Don't try me 'cause you gon' get hurt

Don't run up '

Cause you gon' get murked

I don't think you wanna be on a shirt

So you better think smart, why you on this Earth?

I'm off an Addy, ain't popping no Percs

Ain't talking Rihanna, I'm putting in work

[?]gotta keep me a gun

When I'm out the streets, man

I stay on alert

[?]told her suck on

That d**k and don't get on my nerves

Please do not get on my nerves

Pop me a Perc' like [?]

Pop me a Perc' like [?]

Earned my stripes, I earned

Run up on me

Get clipped (What you say?)

Run up on me, get burnt (Bah)

Popp came up

He the m**g man

How the f**k

He go like straight to the top?

He was just locked up

In the m**g can

And the party go down

If I step in (FiveSixOne)

I'ma ball like I'm Scottie Pippen

They be like, "Popp

You so m**g hot,"

If you stand too close

Then you might catch a tan

Now I can see why it's more than a band

Bro brought a drum

And he saying let's rock

Uh, I don't f**k with no cop

No red light, man, I won't stop

Uh, ain't cuffing no thot

Just want the top, man

I don't want the box

Uh, I don't f**k with no opps

Gang tryna kill

So we spinning they blocks

Hop in the Lambo, take off

40 gon' take your face off

Hop in the rocket, blast off

Niggas wanna

Play with us, play ball

I don't see haters, Ray Charles

I'm on the block with a [?]

Spend me a check

When I go to the mall

Pushing the gas

When I run from the law