Pop Out Lyrics by Kevin Abstract, Love Spells, Ameer Vann, Drigo, E Bleu & Devan
Yeah, pop out
Yeah, pop out, pop out, pop out, and they gon’ miss me
Bad *** in the corner, got a man, she wanna kiss me
Need that, gimme some, your new ***, he a bum
Shawty, lemme show you some, ***, you know you owe me some
My bad ***, her face card is lethal
***, I’m invincible, so don’t be acting Cecil
My whip old as ***, I pull up in that fossil
She said she wanna ***, be warned, my *** colossal
Your man small as ***, she suck, that *** can whistle
Bend her over and that *** sound like a missile
*** her on the couch, my bad, bro, I was turnt
Press me at the club, ***, 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 ***
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 ***
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 *** in the corner, got a man, she wanna kiss me
Need that, gimme some, your new ***, he a bum
Shawty, lemme show you some, ***, 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 ***, give a damn if she wear it
I got a main and a side for the side
If you like the *** too, we can *** ’round and share her
Malibu beach, my *** out in the sun
She don’t do spray tans, *** 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 *** 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 ***
That is not my ***
But on nights like this
Coming for the nights I missed
Yeah, pop out, pop out, pop out, and they gon’ miss me
Bad *** in the corner, got a man, she wanna kiss me
Need that, gimme some, your new ***, he a bum
Shawty, lemme show you some, ***, 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
***, I keep that stick tucked
Like I’m Trixie, I keep that stick tucked