pop it Lyrics by Gunna
Uh, pop it again, wide body Benz (Pop it, wide body Benz)
Racks by the ten, Wun for the win (Racks, Wun for the win)
Polish your mans, more rubber bands (Polish, more rubber bands)
Pop it (Pop it)
Finessing, fluorescence, my precense’s a present (Finessing, present)
The P for perfecting, my roof havin’ stars I push with aggression (I push with aggression)
We finally progressing, we having more motion (Finally)
I finally feel wealthy, they notice the essence (Notice)
I switch over rovers, I’m way ‘cross the coastal
I’m changing the setting (Switch it up)
Factory Presi, ice, these are baguettes
‘Rari, skate on pirellis
Bitch, chop from the deli
I roll off the pot just like ox off the belly
My bitch got the Croc, let her pop with the Kelly
Pop it again, wide body Benz (Pop it, wide body Benz)
Racks by the ten, Wun for the win (Racks, Wun for the win)
Polish your mans, more rubber bands (Polish, more rubber bands)
Pop it
I need no reporters (No)
I meet at the border, just me and the guys, ain’t taking no orders (Ain’t taking no orders)
It’s hard to decide which whip I’ma ride, I’ll probably go chauffeur (I’ll probably go chauffeur)
I’m ’bout to go chauffeur (Go chauffeur)
In the back of the Maybach, it came with a driver
I don’t gotta be sober (Gotta be sober)
Tryna stay focused, I took a lil’ Addy, I sent her the addy (Sent her the addy)
She out her panties, yeah, she call me daddy (She call me daddy)
Bulletproof caddy, who having static? (Bulletproof caddy)
I stack that shit up ’til it’s top of the attic (Ooh)
New factory watch, I got ice in the Patek
Uh, pop it again, wide body Benz (Pop it, wide body Benz)
Racks by the ten, Wun for the win (Racks, Wun for the win)
Polish your mans, more rubber bands (Polish, more rubber bands)
Pop it
