Pop Shit

Bigdude, rich **** let me pop shit, pop shit

Big business, they ain’t stopping shit

Pop that shit off what I’m gon' do

I can put that shit on how I wanna 'cause I want to

Squatting in that Trackhawk and my bestfriend out my sunroof

Can’t no **** threaten me, show me some', do what you gon' do, bitch

I do what I want to, shirt off for the summer

Maybach on forges, look like a bat stuck in a Hummer

AMG big booty Benz, seats just like Le Bonner

Any bitch I look at, I can smile, she’s a goner

Choppas, glrrd, piranha

I do what they wanna

Fuck her in my sprinter, she say, "Bae, fuck up my bundles"

Rich young ****, I know they don’t like that to they stomach

Sour shit get punish, I’m top five up in the country

**** goofy, really constantly coming like they know me

All that Rara talking, yeah, I hear you but come show me

Statement, fuck your OG, homie must don’t know me

Passed a lot of rappers, they was rapping way before me

Diamonds hit like speakers in my ear so I can’t hear him

Can’t fuck with these ****, allergic, I can’t be near 'em

On my private jet talking to KJ about some Ms

Just bought him a coupe, he deserve it, he one of them

Bought best friend a two-door Benz, he barely ride on rims

Draco makes movie like CameraGawd or Wikid Films

My lil' bitch say, "Bae, you getting so fat, go get hit the gym"

I responded, "I was broke before, I can’t be slim"

Bounce that ass an exit, I’m Bigdude, not one of them

Haters solo in my life, I’m high so I can’t see 'em

Bitch, I’m Bigdude

I got rich rules

I got exes in my DM like, "I miss you"

Beat that pussy, make her squirt, look what that dick do

Buy her things and show her off, watch what her skin do

Drop her off in that Maybach, watch what her friends do

Soon as I land and get that bag, look what my dance do

Pockets bunk beds, I smoke roach legs

I’m higher than plane oil, I got drunk legs

My lil' bitch from the DC sexy, got dumb head

Caught 2 opps one of them ran, still got dumped dead

Balloons release, they sharing caskets like they bunk beds

I’m fucking my opp bitch from the back, I’m praying we bump heads

My bitch calling me while I’m performing, bae, my phone dead

Why you thinking I’m cheating on you? Hoe, look, you wrong dead

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit

Pop shit, Bigdude gon' pop shit

Pop shit

Put that gun down, you ain’t drop shit