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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fat Nick
Vocals
$Crim
Vocals
Ruby Da Cherry
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aristos Petrou
Songwriter
Nicholas Voutsinas
Songwriter
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Budd Dwyer
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Pop it out, pop it out, pop it out
Pussy the pussy, anybody can pop it out
Skrrt it out, skrrt it out, skrrt it out
Tesla the chauffeur in the lot, they gon' skrrt it now
Pour it up, pour it up, pour it up
Drug got me leanin', can't stop me from throwin' up
Air it out, air it out, air it out
Pull up and smoke it up quick, and then clear it out
[Verse 2]
Pop it out, pop it out, pop it out
Pussy the pussy, anybody can pop it out
Skrrt it out, skrrt it out, skrrt it out
Tesla the chauffeur in the lot, they gon' skrrt it now
Pour it up, pour it up, pour it up
Drug got me leanin', can't stop me from throwin' up
Air it out, air it out, air it out
Pull up and smoke it up quick, and then clear it out
[Verse 3]
Perkies stay callin', them oxies stay knockin'
Finessin' the pack and my rocket gon' pop it
Buffet Boys and $uicide
Turned up a homicide
Why you keep talking? You know it's just do or die
Rollin' up, get popped by .44
Hollow works, so you know 'bout the kick though
Gettin' neck, don't care 'bout no ho
Ten toes down, just money over dumb hoes
[Verse 4]
Rover, I'm whippin', my trapper stay tippin'
Codeine I be sippin', crew whinin' and bitchin'
The Gucci my linen, Buffet Boys we winnin'
I'm duckin' these hoes, you can't fuck with my pimpin'
Can't phase me, I'm too hot
Got two Glocks, that pop shot
They too fat, I'm on that
My old bitch just had that
[Verse 5]
It's the grey, the five, the nine
Satan's arrive
Lucifer control my mind
Grip that .45
Lil remains gon' make a stain
Shootin' up that Kurt Cobain
Come feel my pain
Cold in the rain
[Verse 6]
So say goodnight as I take the knife
Stick it and turn it as I watch your eyes get filled with fright
Oh lord, oh lord
Please come and save me, come avenge my life
So sorry bitch, but God can't hear you
He is deaf tonight
Now watch me smite, Christ
[Verse 7]
I just did a line of coke and killed the whole bag
Gram and a half, smoke a sack, smoke a pack
Now I gotta sit down, I don't know where I'm at, ay
Ay, po' me a fuckin' cup
Found out that I just got dumped
I ain't feelin' very pumped
Ruby da cherry, now Ruby da slump
Smoke up a blunt and then shrug
Ruby da bum gonna chug a whole scrip and then fuck up while fuckin' a bitch
What the fuck's with my dick?
It ain't workin', I guess I'ma bounce
Swerve on back to the house
Killin myself with no lights, bitch, I died on the couch, huh
[Verse 8]
Pop it out, pop it out, pop it out
Pussy the pussy, anybody can pop it out
Skrrt it out, skrrt it out, skrrt it out
Tesla the chauffeur in the lot, they gon' skrrt it now
Pour it up, pour it up, pour it up
Drug got me leanin', can't stop me from throwin' up
Air it out, air it out, air it out
Pull up and smoke it up quick, and then clear it out
[Verse 9]
Pop it out, pop it out, pop it out
Pussy the pussy, anybody can pop it out
Skrrt it out, skrrt it out, skrrt it out
Tesla the chauffeur in the lot, they gon' skrrt it now
Pour it up, pour it up, pour it up
Drug got me leanin', can't stop me from throwin' up
Air it out, air it out, air it out
Pull up and smoke it up quick, and then clear it out
Written by: Michele Scatamacchia, Nicholas Voutsinas