Letra de Pop My Shit - Yo Gotti

Pop your shit

I been pop, pop, poppin' shit

Let me pop my shit

Yeah, let me pop my shit

Niggas flat-out hatin' (For what?), you ain't no opp of shit

Ha, yeah, and we opposite

I be on that straight get to the money, don't make me drop some shit

You might catch me in a tux' (Suited)

Factory on the Phantom and you pussies know what's up (Know what's up)

Bowtie on my collar (Collar), hundred thousand dollars

And my slippers sayin' Prada

And my ho don't give me problems

My net worth unidentified, I got twelve million in watches (Woo)

I'm a street nigga, I know how to hide it, got forty million in property (Woo)

And it's all there

Why you tough-ass niggas be shootin' at God? Y'all hittin' all air

My cars ain't no flex to me

Any bitch stand next to me, she gotta put my ex to sleep (Okay, okay)

She can't get these racks from me, gotta arch that back for me

Wake her up, put her back to sleep (Yeah)

Wake her up, tell her rub my feet (Okay)

Tell the world how you fuck with me now, pop your shit

Yeah, let me pop my shit

Niggas flat-out hatin' (Hatin'), you ain't no opp of shit

Ha, yeah, and we opposite

I be on that straight get to the money, don't make me drop some shit (Pah, pah)

Yeah, let me pop my shit

Niggas flat-out hatin' (Niggas hatin'), you ain't no opp of shit

Ha, yeah, and we opposite

I be on that straight get to the money, don't make me drop some shit

Seven days a week, I can fly private if I wanted to (Yeah, yeah)

I'm consistent, I won't ever let up if I wanted you

I'm persistent, I see every detail and won't skip a step

Real leader, won't tell my dog do somethin' I wouldn't do myself

We pick up Chanel (Chanel), and we leave Fendi on the shelf

Your rocks big as hell, went to the jeweler, couldn't help myself

Million in a duffy, bought my son a fluffy

Plug trust me, weed musty

Streets love me and I love 'em back

Gave my bitch a million, she been turnin' up, don't know how to act

Here's another million, better flip that shit and bring it back

Real hustler, so that's the type of shit that I attract

And she turn me on, ridin' that dick and talkin' 'bout a sack

Pop your shit

Yeah, let me pop my shit

Niggas flat-out hatin' (Niggas hatin'), you ain't no opp of shit

Ha, yeah, and we opposite

I be on that straight get to the money, don't make me drop some shit (I am, I will)

Yeah, let me pop my shit

Niggas flat-out hatin' (Niggas hatin'), you ain't no opp of shit

Ha, yeah, and we opposite

I be on that straight get to the money, don't make me drop some shit

I be on that straight get to the money

And we opposite

I be on that straight get to the money

Don't make me drop some shit

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