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letra de pop shit - mv x b-rad

verse 1 (b-rad)

aye listen
trynna f-ck up the opposition
i got all these hooks no fishing
these b-tches u kno we hitting
yea i got the tea no lipton
talk sh-t you gon go missing
make it out the streets, we wishing
your whole block i be lifting
straight to the d-ck she kissing
when i see the opps on the block i c-ck back the glock than they all get dropped
you kno im dropping the top so when the glock gets popped got a better shot
im finna make it out, pretty b-tches gotta take them out
see the opps we gon aim thеm down, shoot them up, yea we makе it loud
finna run this tracks like we run the streets
keep it tucked we dont come in peace
you see the opps? nah i see a feast
got sh-t on lock like we lost the key
told the b-tch get down get on her knees
one shot gon put you to sleep
you see the opps? nah i see a feast
got sh-t on lock like we lost the key

chorus (b-rad)
pop sh-t
glock gon pop sh-t
talk sh-t?
they tryn talk sh-t?
if they talk down on our name, take a hostage
f-ck then kick her out, guess im toxic
pop sh-t
we gon pop sh-t
hot sh-t
this that hot sh-t
if they talk down on our name, punch their socket
the way we blast them off like a rocket

verse 2 (mv)
ay
pop sh-t, glock gon pop sh-t
talk sh-t, they tryna talk sh-t? nah
ay, mv, yea
i’m in a
i’m in a
i’m in a wraith
speeding past all of the jakes
i gotta keep me a drake
look at my future, be like “life is great”
diamonds all up in the bezel
blacksmith, i keep me that metal
talk sh-t, you get hit with a shovel
foreign whips, none of them are rental
toxic, wash that ship up with dettol
flow spicy like hot wasabi
in a maserati, or a blue bugatti
my lil shorty naughty, gimme sloppy toppy
going head first like a kamikaze
getting flash-mobbed by the paparazzi
so i speed off on a kawasaki
all these fake rappers all carbon copies
i’m the modern day rap mahatma gandhi
everything i do is effortless
i’m with my dogs, no cerberus
i got 2 bad b-tches and they stacked on me this sh-t feel like a decker bus
my lil homie finna pop sh-t
he play hot potato, how he drop sh-t
muhf-ckers snitching on some opp sh-t
once we done, block gon be opp-less
chorus (b-rad and mv)
pop sh-t
glock gon pop sh-t
talk sh-t?
they tryn talk sh-t?
if they talk down on our name, take a hostage
f-ck then kick her out, guess im toxic
pop sh-t
we gon pop sh-t
hot sh-t
this that hot sh-t
if they talk down on our name, punch their socket
the way we blast them off like a rocket

- mv x b rad

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