Young Gun - Pop Out

Gimme the cars
Gimme the scars
Gimme the bars
Gimme the checks
Gimme the flex
Gimme the money
Gimme the bread
Gimme the bills
Gimme the trills
Gimme the ill
Gimme the grill
Gimme the fill
Gimme the skill
Gimme the pill
To pop out and kill
Aye
Zanious I murder it well
One hand keep it Odell
Big guap act like it feel
Oup shout out D-Drippin
Oup know I be pimpin'
Oup just the begging
Oup y'all better listen
Crossed the line then I'll run it back
Like a grabbed it from the quarterback
Take it to the corner back
Flight just touched down for that
Look
I know that you hate me
Lights Out said I sounded like shady
These girls forever be shady
Love mine and that's on the daily
Aye
Gimme the cars
Gimme the scars
Gimme the bars
Gimme the checks
Gimme the flex
Gimme the money
Gimme the bread
Gimme the bills
Gimme the trills
Gimme the ill
Gimme the grill
Gimme the fill
Gimme the skill
Gimme the pill
To pop out and kill
Aye
Anger managed that
Lights out down for that
Vest two like the sound of that
Gunner gone need a second round for that
Two int he clip and one in the scope
One on the rope he's thinking he's dope
He's loosing his mind its all I can find
Dear god I'm thinking he's blind
Marry had a little lamb
Gunner had a little boy
Bossy was the boys name and I don't murder children
Hold a grudge yeah I do hey Blaze you can get it too
Gonju I aint tryna diss you or any of his itty bitty friends too
Gimme the cars
Gimme the scars
Gimme the bars
Gimme the checks
Gimme the flex
Gimme the money
Gimme the bread
Gimme the bills
Gimme the trills
Gimme the ill
Gimme the grill
Gimme the fill
Gimme the skill
Gimme the pill
To pop out and kill
Aye

Written by:
Collin Roach

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