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letra de pop my shit (remix) - lil gotit

[intro]
j gramm on the beat

[chorus: lil got-t]
i count up that check, that’s my backbone (count it up)
walk this b-tch through with a blindfold (walk it)
big balencies‚ don’t get stepped on (steppin’)
i’m living that life‚ yeah‚ my mind blown (livin’)
my neck, it’s some treasure, got rhinestones (ice)
shooting ones in the backyard (ones)
say f-ck all them pigs in the barnyard (barnyard)
pulling cards like it’s pull apart (pull it)
these n-gg-s be riding in them used cars (no cap)
i came out that lot in that new thang (skrt)
i came out that lot in that mulsanne (woo)
i ran up‚ beat ’em like i’m pootie tang
before i blew up like i’m housain (no cap)
all white whip, look like the ku klux (all white)
beating up her p-ssy, she scream for a new gut (ooh)

[verse 1: lil got-t]
f-cking yo ho‚ she say you a shrimp d-ck
nut on her face, treat her like a c-m bucket (pssh)
they stealing the drip like they work at the chum bucket (what, what?)
let the tommy get to tummy tucking (brr)
if i pop me one more, i’ma pop on that bullsh-t (pop it, pop on that bullsh-t, pop on that bullsh-t)
if we catch us a red, he food at the snake pit (food at the snake pit, food at the snake pit)
i bet he won’t last, them boys going ape sh-t (them boys going ape sh-t, boys going ape sh-t, woo)
and, yeah, we gon’ laugh if you start all that hating sh-t (start all that hating sh-t, start all that hating sh-t, okay)
pull up at the back we riding in that foreign sh-t (we riding in that foreign sh-t, we riding in that foreign sh-t, skrt)
i dropped me a four, i’m drinking out sunkist (drinking out sunkist, drinking out sunkist)
chasing a bag, i feed at the sonic (feed at the sonic, feed at the sonic)
wanna know if she bad, just talk to my conscience (talk to my conscience, talk to my conscience, brr)
really getting paid, nah, i ain’t stunting (uh-uh, no cap)
ballin’ on n-gg-s, therefore i’m dunkin’ (therefore i’m dunkin’, therefore i’m dunking)
it’s crazy but it’s true (true, true, true, true)

[chorus: lil got-t & lil keed]
i count up that check, that’s my backbone (racks)
walk this b-tch through with a blindfold (woo)
big balencies, don’t get stepped on (woo)
i’m living that life, yeah, my mind blown (blown)
my neck, it’s some treasure, got rhinestones (racks)
shooting ones in the backyard (come on)
say f-ck all them pigs in the barnyard (woah)
pulling cards like it’s pull apart (pull ’em)
these n-gg-s be riding in them used cars
i came out that lot in that new thang (new thang)
i came out that lot in that mulsanne (skrt)
i ran up, beat ’em like i’m pootie tang
before i blew up like i’m housain (keed talk to ’em)
all white whip, look like the ku klux (keed talk to ’em)
beating up her p-ssy, she scream for a new gut (keed talk to ’em)

[verse 2: lil keed]
i come off the lot in that mulsanne (yeah)
get hit with the chopper, his jaw hang
i stuck the racks in her shower cap (yeah)
i stuck them racks in the balmain (yeah, yeah)
i send them shooters, yeah, no cap (yeah, yeah)
yeah, what is the price range? (yeah, yeah)
no, i don’t care ’bout your old man (yeah, yeah)
no, i don’t care ’bout your mommy
eyes it look [?] (keed talk to ’em)
we smoke this sh-t, where the vyzine? (let’s go)
no i don’t care ’bout no shoe (ooh)
the baby just know that he bought ’em (let’s go)
i send them racks to your main thang (yeah)
i throw these racks on your thottie (yeah, yeah)
i rock this rollie watch plain jane (yeah)
she still gon’ f-ck ’cause it’s on me
i blow this sh-t like a candle (shh)
now that the chopper be barking (brat)
know the opps just be talking
we spin the block, leave ’em silent (shh)
sheesh, now that you poppin’
they leave the chalk ’round your body (shh)
i put ice around my neck down, i don’t do no flex (keed talk to ’em)

[chorus: lil got-t]
i count up that check, that’s my backbone (racks)
walk this b-tch through with a blindfold (woo)
big balencies, don’t get stepped on (woo)
i’m living that life, yeah, my mind blown (blown)
my neck, it’s some treasure, got rhinestones (racks)
shooting ones in the backyard (come on)
say f-ck all them pigs in the barnyard (woah)
pulling cards like it’s pull apart (pull ’em)
these n-gg-s be riding in them used cars
i came out that lot in that new thang (new thang)
i came out that lot in that mulsanne (skrt)
i ran up, beat ’em like i’m pootie tang
before i blew up like i’m housain (yeah)
all white whip, look like the ku klux
beating up her p-ssy, she scream for a new gut (ooh, what?)

[verse 3: lil got-t]
load up the trap and we look like a few tons (few tons)
popped ’em with the gleam, i need me a new gun (brrt, what)
took his -ss off for flexing that bankroll, know what’s up with the gang, ho (slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
she know what it do when she hear that choo choo train
let the perc kick in like it’s liu kang (ooh)
we load and burn, had to show ’em the new gang (what?)
yeah, lil’ buddy, you too lame (woah)
don’t give no f-cks, we shoot out the fusion (brrt, shoot out the fusion, shoot out the fusion)
oh yeah we them boys, we shoot out the fusion (shoot out the fusion, shoot out the fusion, no cap, turnt up)
he look up to me, treat him like a student (treat him like a student, treat him like a student)
i can go brazy on the track
i get money stacks, no cap
couple new hoes, better get ’em wet (turn up)
they don’t know what’s goin’, they just stare (talk to ’em)
way, way back we was robbing no mask (way, way, way back)
with young slime, that’s on slatt (on slatt)
n-gg- gone play get yo head detached (what)
my slimes gon’ ride like sixflags (let’s go)
hit it from the back break it down kit kat
she give the best head she riding in a cat (uh, uh, uh)
it’s stacks (got-t)

[chorus: lil got-t]
i count up that check, that’s my backbone (turn up)
walk this b-tch through with a blindfold (walk it)
big balencies, don’t get stepped on (b-tch)
i’m living that life, yeah, my mind blown (blown)
my neck, it’s some treasure, got rhinestones
shooting ones in the backyard (ooh)
say f-ck all them pigs in the barnyard (barnyard)
pulling cards like it’s pull apart (pull apart)
these n-gg-s be riding in them used cars (used cars)
i came out that lot in that new thang (skrt)
i came out that lot in that mulsanne
i ran up, beat ’em like i’m pootie tang
before i blew up like i’m housain (no cap)
all white whip, look like the ku klux (all white)
beating up her p-ssy, she scream for a new gut (uh)

- lil gotit

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