Pop Out

Yeah, pop out

Yeah, pop out, pop out, pop out, and they gon' miss me

Bad bitches in the corner, got a man, she wanna kiss me

Need that, gimme some, your new ****, he a bum

Shawty, lemme show you some, bitch, you know you owe me some

My bad bitch, her face card is lethal

Bitch, I'm invincible, so don't be acting Cecil

My whip old as fuck, I pull up in that fossil

She said she wanna fuck, be warned, my dick colossal

Your man small as fuck, she suck, that bitch can whistle

Bend her over and that shit sound like a missile

Fuck her on the couch, my bad, bro, I was turnt

Press me at the club, bitch, I thought you learnt

Fifty on the wrist and a hundred on the dash

Runnin' from the laws while I'm feelin' on her ass

Bad little thang said she like my smile

Comin' to you now, let me stay for a while

Just like me and I like that shit

Shippin' them bags, finna ice her wrist

Puttin' lil' shawty on a late-night flight

Million-dollar girl, she could be my wife

Told me I can stay only just for the night

But shawty got me thinkin' 'bout the rest of my life

Say my name 'cause I love that shit

You call my phone anytime you wish

Hit my licks and I'm comin' back home

Pressin' on the gas and I'm already gone

Ridin' with my shawty, I don't ever feel alone

Ridin' with my shawty, I don't ever feel alone

Yeah, pop out, pop out, pop out, and they gon' miss me

Bad bitches in the corner, got a man, she wanna kiss me

Need that, gimme some, your new ****, he a bum

Shawty, lemme show you some, bitch, you know you owe me some

Aye, yeah

I'll spend whatever she want on whatever she want

Shawty bad, I might fly her to Paris

We can pop out in the Rolls, hit Dior

Buy a dress for my bitch, give a damn if she wear it

I got a main and a side for the side

If you like the bitch too, we can fuck 'round and share her

Malibu beach, my bitch out in the sun

She don't do spray tans, bitch bad, she serious

Mmm

Still on perfect time

Still ain't seen ya

Mmm

Run the streets all night

Yeah, ten toes, Texas strong

Type of shit I'm on (Yeah)

Pull up, find out, make it known (Tell 'em)

Then kick her out, she gone

Can't help but to pop my shit

That is not my bitch

But on nights like this

Coming for the nights I missed

Yeah, pop out, pop out, pop out, and they gon' miss me

Bad bitches in the corner, got a man, she wanna kiss me

Need that, gimme some, your new ****, he a bum

Shawty, lemme show you some, bitch, you know you owe me some

Mmm

Still on perfect time

Still ain't seen ya

Mmm

Run the streets all night

Still been stuck up on the summer

Vintage denim, not no Undercover

Do it real fast, I ripped my jeans up

Like I'm Trixie, I keep that stick tucked

Bitch, I keep that stick tucked

Like I'm Trixie, I keep that stick tucked