Bop

My brother Big E
He keep that chopper on his shoulder (He keep that chop)
Oh, he a soldier (Oh, he'll pop you, nigga)
My brother 3Three (Baow)
He get the drop so I can fold ya (Oh, that beat bangin', nigga)
I thought I told ya

Hold on, my wife not mine
Got diamonds on and that'll blind ya
Pussy nigga, I been grindin', I been shinin'
I done fucked my bag up (Huh), and I ain't scared to tell nobody
I'm gon' have another sixty M's in my pocket 'fore next year end
Play with Top, way quick, they pop your top, know they get killed, man
Got her out her top, your bitch a bop, gone off that santan
Got no time for these hoes pussy poppin', where my money, man?
Know thе FBI been tryna stop me, I need VPN
Bitch better quit that poppin' 'forе you fuck around, get your mans spinned
Know my youngin pop him, bitch, I cut up like a madman
Outside, bitch, we poppin', bitch, we poppin', spin that Yeat again
Hit your block with switches, then we repeat like a ceiling fan
Refill up at Conoco, walk 'round with that Calico, we got all type of poles
'Fore I blast you, strike a pose, bitch, watch your soul go
Strike him with this bitch, that cutter flashin' like T Romo