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77004

OMB Bloodbath

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English
Pop-pop, poppin' my shit
Ayy
(What up Foster?)
Ayy

Poppin' my shit
I was just up in the sun gettin' crumbs
With no pot just to piss
Glock with the switch
Ridin' with sticks with some money
I might try to vibe with your bitch
Nigga totin' fire like Omar on The Wire
Outside tryna make some opps slide in the ditch
I put that shit on, I be flyer than a bitch
Call my ho the wrong name I was higher than a bitch
My hoe never basic, I don't ever chase 'em
I'm fightin' these cases, the DA them racist
Ho give me face, give me head like a table
I'm in first place on a race for the paper
Niggas out here losin' lookin stupid, they don't do enough
Nigga scooted up, booted up in a dula truck
Nigga know the name of the gang ain't know who is us
We ain't got to claim a damn thing, they know who it was
Watch what you say, you know not to play
Bond 300K, I was out the next day
Nigga movin' blocks like I'm tryna to gain weight
Know I been poppin', I'm goin' out the same way
Soon as I get her, I hit her, I'm deep in that
Caught me with her best friend now she's flippin' out
Checkin' messages askin', "What this about?"
Niggas cappin', they rats just like Mickey Mouse
Niggas ain't with it, man, I'm nothin' like them
There's money in the city, man, a hunnid ain't shit
Niggas want to be gang, never come with that shit
I'm fightin' me a M, I ain't run from that shit
The hate just be too strong
I done left, she upset, she can't move on
All my niggas, my brothers, no group home
I ain't racist, the Rollie is two-toned
Ayy, catch me in the trap in the back with a bad B
I be mackin' with a bag and a MAC in the backseat
Niggas lackin', they be askin' for action if you ask me
I've been flashy since a nigga had on ashy black tees
Ayy, tryna bang with the gang, it won't go well
Been gettin' money since I got my first wholesale
No, well, sellin' hoes in the hotel
Free D, they got 'em locked up with no bail
Know they mad 'cause I finally got my bag right
Nigga make 10K on a bad night
And I make a bad ho get they act right
It's my time, finna shine like a flashlight

Pop-pop, poppin' my shit
Pop-pop, poppin' my shit
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Written by: Alexandra Nicks, Zachary Foster

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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