Pop My Shit
Moneybagg Yo"Pop My Shit" is a song by Moneybagg Yo, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:33 long and contains 84 lines and 676 words.
Lyrics
0:02Talk my, I talk my shit
0:05Excuse my French, I talk my shit
0:09Wherever I'm at, I pop my shit, pop my shit, yeah
0:12Yeah, yeah
0:14I think I'm the shit, big as it gets
0:16Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
0:17Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
0:19Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
0:21Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit
0:23Championship rings, can't ball up my fist
0:24Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
0:26Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
0:28I think I'm the shit, big as it gets
0:30Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
0:32Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
0:33Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
0:35Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit
0:37Championship rings, can't ball up my fist
0:38Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
0:40Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
0:42I'm in the 'Cat with the red on the key
0:44I'm at the bank and an opp, I don't see
0:46Wanted somethin' real so she fuckin' with me
0:4740K smile, so I say cheese
0:49Haters be quiet and they talk when I leave (Hah)
0:51Ain't no handouts, got nothing from nobody (Nope)
0:53I really spent me some M's with the jeweler
0:55Look at me, this how you wear a Bugatti
0:56Opened her purse and she brung out them racks (Too many)
0:58Literally, she in her bag
1:00I'm in somethin' fast, you hear when I snatch (Skrrt)
1:02But you don't see nothin' when I pass
1:03I'm fully focused, but full of the ZaZa (What's that?)
1:05That's what we call the exotic
1:07House a hotel, garage like a car lot (Everywhere)
1:09No money problems, so I pop it
1:10I think I'm the shit, big as it gets
1:12Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
1:14Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
1:16Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
1:17Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit
1:19Championship rings, can't ball up my fist
1:21Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
1:23Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
1:25I think I'm the shit, big as it gets
1:26Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
1:28Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
1:30Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
1:32Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit
1:33Championship rings, can't ball up my fist
1:35Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
1:37Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
1:39You know I'ma pop it, I'm havin' my way
1:40They wanna be me so they copy and paste (Paste)
1:42I'm in the latest, ain't nothin' out of date (Date)
1:44Fuck a stylist, I got flavor, got taste (Me)
1:45ICU, my right wrist sick (Hold up)
1:48Can't tell me nothin', I know I'm lit (No)
1:49Went Nino Brown, way I canceled that bitch
1:51Excuse my French, I talk my shit
1:53Six watches, big time
1:54Seats in the big body recline (Lay back)
1:56New body, she fine
1:58Lil' bitch ain't perfect but she mine (For me)
1:59Blue hundreds, pink fifties
2:01I'm lottery pick, the big ticket (Ugh)
2:03Pour red up, I'm Trippie
2:05Slow leak like faucet, I'm too drippy (Slip)
2:07I think I'm the shit, big as it gets
2:09Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
2:10Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
2:12Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
2:14Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit
2:16Championship rings, can't ball up my fist
2:17Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
2:19Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
2:21I think I'm the shit, big as it gets
2:23Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
2:24Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
2:26Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
2:28Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit
2:30Championship rings, can't ball up my fist
2:32Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
2:33Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
Talk my, I talk my shit Excuse my French, I talk my shit Wherever I'm at, I pop my shit, pop my shit, yeah Yeah, yeah I think I'm the shit, big as it gets Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit Championship rings, can't ball up my fist Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit I think I'm the shit, big as it gets Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit Championship rings, can't ball up my fist Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit I'm in the 'Cat with the red on the key I'm at the bank and an opp, I don't see Wanted somethin' real so she fuckin' with me 40K smile, so I say cheese Haters be quiet and they talk when I leave (Hah) Ain't no handouts, got nothing from nobody (Nope) I really spent me some M's with the jeweler Look at me, this how you wear a Bugatti Opened her purse and she brung out them racks (Too many) Literally, she in her bag I'm in somethin' fast, you hear when I snatch (Skrrt) But you don't see nothin' when I pass I'm fully focused, but full of the ZaZa (What's that?) That's what we call the exotic House a hotel, garage like a car lot (Everywhere) No money problems, so I pop it I think I'm the shit, big as it gets Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit Championship rings, can't ball up my fist Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit I think I'm the shit, big as it gets Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit Championship rings, can't ball up my fist Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit You know I'ma pop it, I'm havin' my way They wanna be me so they copy and paste (Paste) I'm in the latest, ain't nothin' out of date (Date) Fuck a stylist, I got flavor, got taste (Me) ICU, my right wrist sick (Hold up) Can't tell me nothin', I know I'm lit (No) Went Nino Brown, way I canceled that bitch Excuse my French, I talk my shit Six watches, big time Seats in the big body recline (Lay back) New body, she fine Lil' bitch ain't perfect but she mine (For me) Blue hundreds, pink fifties I'm lottery pick, the big ticket (Ugh) Pour red up, I'm Trippie Slow leak like faucet, I'm too drippy (Slip) I think I'm the shit, big as it gets Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit Championship rings, can't ball up my fist Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit I think I'm the shit, big as it gets Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit Championship rings, can't ball up my fist Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get Never mind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
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