Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Noel Fisher
Songwriter
Markiee Jones
Songwriter
Joshua Adams
Songwriter
Justin Rodriguez
Songwriter
Justin Phillip Bradley
Songwriter
Ruben Raymond Jason
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Detail
Producer
Seth Firkins
Engineer
Eric Manco
Engineer
Fxxxxy
Engineer
Mike Synphony
Assistant Engineer
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Shot, shot
Gun
Shot, shot
Gun
Gun
[Verse 2]
You wouldn't mind taking time out
You got good energy like a 5-Hour
Tell me what you like, I'ma tie it down
I bring you in, never steer you out
[Verse 3]
Baby pop somethin'
Baby they can't stop nothin'
You wanna ride with me, shotgun
You wanna slide with me, shotgun
Baby, pop somethin'
Go up and down like you dropped somethin'
You wanna ride with me, shotgun
Shotgun
[Verse 4]
Rainin' hunnids like they all ones
Your purse too full, girl you dropped somethin' (Gun)
You off that pink molly girl, pop somethin'
Ridin' sideways like we gon' chop somethin'
Got a crystal pool, got a MAC 11
Got a chef that's whippin' up lobster spaghetti
Shouldn't of said,"Pop it, pop it girl" they all jealous
I aint talkin' to your girl, I'm makin' that a promise
[Verse 5]
Baby pop somethin'
Baby they can't stop nothin'
You wanna ride with me, shotgun
You wanna slide with me, shotgun
Baby pop somethin'
Go up and down like you dropped somethin'
You wanna ride with me, shotgun
Shotgun, shotgun
[Verse 6]
Rainin' hunnids like they all ones
Your purse so full you dropped somethin'
'Bout to go to the dealer, and cop somethin'
New wheels on the 'Rari with your top down
Ten thousand feet up we get wifi
Swap the diamonds out like a montage
We land the chopper on front of the yacht
The white g-strings show ass shots
My brother Detail live like Einstein
We in the Matrix we can rewind time
Thirty foot ceilings in my glass house
You coulda quit but you ain't give up on me, you stayed down
[Verse 7]
Baby pop somethin'
Baby they can't stop nothin'
You wanna ride with me, shotgun
You wanna slide with me, shotgun
Baby pop somethin
Go up and down like you dropped somethin'
You wanna ride with me, shotgun
Shotgun, shotgun
[Verse 8]
I'ma pop up, tell me where the fuck you at
You get upset you do some shit you gon' regret
It was dark, it was late, you were gone
Don't leave me alone in the dark thinkin' 'bout you
Ridin' shotgun, under the AC blow through your hair
I secured this bag, already ain't got no care
Tell them bitches get off your dick, girl it ain't fair
Let's go flawless shopping, girl this shit is rare
[Verse 9]
Baby pop somethin'
Baby they can't stop nothin'
You wanna ride with me, shotgun
You wanna slide with me, shotgun
Baby pop somethin'
Go up and down like you dropped somethin'
You wanna ride with me, shotgun
Shotgun, shotgun
Written by: Joshua Adams, Justin Phillip Bradley, Justin Rodriguez, Markiee Jones, Nayvadius Wilburn, Noel Fisher, Ruben Jason Raymond