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letra de pop shit - tia bank$

pop sh-t lyrics
[intro]
grrrt, gang
big bank sh-t
big tb sh-t
n-n-n-nice sound

[verse 1]
flexing don’t mean that you got it, i f-ck with a n-gga that’s moving in silence
disturbing my peace is accepting the violence
come roll with my shooters, you catch us, we wildin’
i don’t do the exes, my life is a movie (huh)
but i don’t be runnin’
i’m poppin’ some bottles, i pop ’em like p-ssy
he fiendin’, eat it, can’t give him this cookie

[chorus]
i told ’em that bank$ would be a boss (okay)
i’m catching, can’t take me a loss (yessir)
thought i should just take ’em to church (uh-huh)
i got ’em repentin’ the cross (whew)
got the drip that’ll drеnch ’em all (drench ’em all)
my watеr is coming like voss (like voss)
’til i got a bust down on me, then i really can’t floss (can’t floss)

[verse 2]
first i gotta break the bank (mm)
what i’m spending, i’ll make it back (mhm)
too real, i just state the facts (mhm)
wrist buss like i aim with that (ayy, ayy)
heard ’em ask what i’m aiming for?
now baby it’s racks on racks
went busy, now i’m back on track
in my city on ten, can’t lap (can’t lap, can’t lap)
n-ggas bounce out with that 44 (4)
rider need a four-door (four)
if i say i’m ridin’ for you, what i need a porsche for?
never playin’ teams but the all gon’ need a scoreboard (they all gon’ need it)
b-tch, i’m always hot, might need to cool off at the north pole
feel like the sh-t so i’m poppin’ my sh-t (sh-t)
heard, got a problem, tell ’em put up them fists (fists)
talkin’ ’bout money then put up your wrists
i know b-tches p-ssy, i play ’em like cl-ts (cl-ts)
said, “i’m the best”, now i’m hopin’ it cl!cks
ain’t talkin’ hockey, we playin’ wit’ sticks
switchin’ sides like you chris paul, b-tch (yeah), then you getting clipped
and you getting flipped
i do my thing then i dip
boom my ring in this b-tch
life in the loop but need a car with a roof so oppers can see what i do
no sudden moves (shh)
12 asking questions, i tell ’em i really don’t have me a clue (i don’t)
really on big timin’, been silence (yeah), b-tch, i ain’t got nothin’ to lose
[chorus]
i told ’em that bank$ would be a boss (huh)
i’m catching, can’t take me a loss (catching, catching)
thought i should just take ’em to church (uh-huh)
i got ’em repentin’ the cross (yeah, yeah)
got the drip that’ll drench ’em all (drench ’em all)
my water is coming like voss (like voss)
’til i got a bust down on me, then i really can’t floss (can’t floss)

[post-chorus]
pretty-ass-b-tch, i’m poppin’ so i just pop sh-t
i be flexing on a n-gga like i just copped this
i’m the baddest, can’t be choosin’, there should be no options
b-tch, i walk up in the building like i am the top sh-t
pretty-ass-b-tch, i’m poppin’ so i just pop sh-t
i be flexing on a n-gga like i just copped this
i’m the baddest, can’t be choosin’, there should be no options
b-tch, i walk up in the building like i am the top sh-t

[outro]
grrrt, gang

- tia bank

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