[Intro: Koopsta Knicca, Juicy J]
Bumper, drug 'em, fu*k 'em (Rest in peace, Koopsta Knicca)
I don't love 'em, dump 'em, slump 'em
Bumper, drug 'em, fu*k 'em (What Juicy said?)
I don't love 'em, dump 'em, slump 'em (Yeah, he be like, "Shut the fu*k up")
Bumper, drug 'em, fu*k 'em
I don't love 'em, dump 'em, slump 'em (Mm-hmm)
(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)
Let's get it
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Pop that trunk, I got 4-15's, b*tch, you hear me beat
Pop that trunk, I got AR-15's, b*tch, don't think it's sweet
Pop that trunk, I got what you need, my whole team eatin'
Pop that trunk, pop that trunk, ni**a, I pop that trunk
Pop that trunk, I got 4-15's, b*tch, you hear me beat (Mm-hmm)
Pop that trunk, I got AR-15's, b*tch, don't think it's sweet
Pop that trunk, I got what you need, my whole team eatin'
Pop that trunk, pop that trunk, ni**a, I pop that trunk (Yeah, yeah, let's go)
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Sippin' Yak', in that new Maybach
How you like that?
This ain't an act
My life like a movie but you can't write that
If you think you ain't gon' pay me my brick, you got me fu*ked up
Catch your ass trickin' on some pussy, get you stuck up (Mm-hmm)
Look at my smile, look at my style, I drive these b*tches wild (You know it)
You say you smoke dope by the ounce, I smoke it by the pound
Ain't sweepin' no beef up under the rug, you gotta take these slugs (Doo, doo)
Before I give this b*tch this dick, I'm 'bout to take these drugs (Pop 'em)
The way I move, you would think these ni**as show me way more love (Mm-hmm)
Sometimes I just lay low until I run a million up (Yeah, yeah)
Either way it go, I'ma get it but I'm never gon' get enough (No)
I'm a savage, that sh*t in me, ni**a, don't make me pop that, what?
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Pop that trunk, I got 4-15's, b*tch, you hear me beat
Pop that trunk, I got AR-15's, b*tch, don't think it's sweet
Pop that trunk, I got what you need, my whole team eatin'
Pop that trunk, pop that trunk, ni**a, I pop that trunk
Pop that trunk, I got 4-15's, b*tch, you hear me beat (Mm-hmm)
Pop that trunk, I got AR-15's, b*tch, don't think it's sweet
Pop that trunk, I got what you need, my whole team eatin'
Pop that trunk, pop that trunk, ni**a, I pop that trunk
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Pop that trunk, I got what you need, and it's a lotta dose
Pop that trunk, and it's full of boxes like I'm sellin' clothes
Got that skunk, said I got that skunk, we gon' blaze it up
Hella young, but I hope to God, you ain't gon' sell your soul
Hit the block, sell them ni**as funk 'cause that's what they want
fu*k sh*t up when I pop that trunk, when I pop that trunk
Young ni**a beatin' up the block, he could never dunk
But he heard a song 'bout pullin' guns, now he poppin' trunks
Yeah, I got it, yeah, I got it, and it's for anybody
And when it's really gone, I won't let you forget about it
Yeah, I got it, yeah, I got it, smokin' weed at every party
If you disrespect me orr my homies up in here, I gotta
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Pop that trunk, I got 4-15's, b*tch, you hear me beat
Pop that trunk, I got AR-15's, b*tch, don't think it's sweet
Pop that trunk, I got what you need, my whole team eatin'
Pop that trunk, pop that trunk, ni**a, I pop that trunk
Pop that trunk, I got 4-15's, b*tch, you hear me beat (Mm-hmm)
Pop that trunk, I got AR-15's, b*tch, don't think it's sweet
Pop that trunk, I got what you need, my whole team eatin'
Pop that trunk, pop that trunk, ni**a, I pop that trunk