Big Zay Da Don - POP!

Go Crazy AG
Yea I'm bout to Pop, I never stop, staying silent we don't talk to the cops
Can't hang with me cuz I know you a opp
Dirty Dancing we gon spin on yo block
Don't care if you gangsta don't care if you not if it's cold my lyrics making it hot
Time is money so I copped me a watch, like Makaveli they calling me pac
Yea I'm bout to Pop, I never stop, staying silent we don't talk to the cops
Can't hang with me cuz I know you a opp
Dirty Dancing we gon spin on yo block
Don't care if you gangsta don't care if you not if it's cold my lyrics making it hot
Time is money so I copped me a watch, like Makaveli they calling me pac
Yea zooming in a Lambo playin with me ima turn to Rambo
We slide on yo block in all camo, I do dirty deeds dean ambrose
We hop in the car and it's a push start I be pushing paper all u push is bark
Yea you a Lil puppy all you do is bark but I'm a big dog I bite into the heart
Bite straight down
You is a clown
6ft under for messing around
They say I'm a dog put me in the pound
They say you a rat you gon tell what you found
I got me a choppa I can see the fakes, John Deere in the grass I see the snakes
We taking yo body put it in the lake
They don't got no hobby all they do is hate
Yea I'm bout to Pop, I never stop, staying silent we don't talk to the cops
Can't hang with me cuz I know you a opp
Dirty Dancing we gon spin on yo block
Don't care if you gangsta don't care if you not if it's cold my lyrics making it hot
Time is money so I copped me a watch, like Makaveli they calling me pac
Yea I'm bout to Pop, I never stop, staying silent we don't talk to the cops
Can't hang with me cuz I know you a opp
Dirty Dancing we gon spin on yo block
Don't care if you gangsta don't care if you not if it's cold my lyrics making it hot
Time is money so I copped me a watch, like Makaveli they calling me pac
I'm back on the beat and we coming in hard
Barking and biting like dogs in the yard we taking yo girl
And we swiping yo card I'm drifting and speeding got too many cars
Like fast and the furious boy is you serious you is delirious calling me scooby Lil boy
I'm mysterious I'm super curious if you gon spin on my block
Cuz I'm leaving you red like a period
Put you on a shirt put you in a frame leave yo momma crying told her that she lame
You shouldn't been messing with me and my gang
I told you stupid that we are not the same
Put you in a grave Chains on my neck but I am not a slave I told yo momma
That she should be ashamed cuz her baby dead laying in a grave
Aye but look you need to listen UFC Glock him put him in submission
Blues in my pocket they think that I'm cripping
You need to chill cuz you know you tripping
I need that money like Ellen Degeneres all of these people ain't nun
But degenerates killing this beat I'm a murderer boy
And these people ain't nun but some soft old gentlemen yea
Yea I'm bout to Pop, I never stop, staying silent we don't talk to the cops
Can't hang with me cuz I know you a opp
Dirty Dancing we gon spin on yo block
Don't care if you gangsta don't care if you not if it's cold my lyrics making it hot
Time is money so I copped me a watch, like Makaveli they calling me pac
Yea I'm bout to Pop, I never stop, staying silent we don't talk to the cops
Can't hang with me cuz I know you a opp
Dirty Dancing we gon spin on yo block
Don't care if you gangsta don't care if you not if it's cold my lyrics making it hot
Time is money so I copped me a watch, like Makaveli they calling me pac

Written by:
Isaiah Taylor

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