Quality Control Music - Pop sh** lyrics

[Intro: Takeoff] Ayy DY crazy Ayy, you know who done f**ed up right, you Uh Yeah, you Yo, you too n***a Yo yo, you too n***a Let me pop my sh**, yeah you too n***a Backends we get, pop it Your ho been hit Oh you talkin’ ’bout your b**h? The wrist been lit (ice) Live like this Nah for real n***a [Verse 1: Takeoff] Hundred K spent on my wrist lil n***a Breakin’ that pot and that dope gon’ triple I left a tip for your b**h my n***a I f** her mouth, her throat got bigger Pull up and hop out the car, drip f** on a b**h, she a star, drip Buy it and f** what it cost, drip Try it and get knocked off, brrt They gon’ eat up the dab, Jaws Never shop, crib came with a mall Free my n***as that’s behind the wall Ain’t gon’ stop till they free my n***as all I can make a movie, Seagal No dribble, I ball And roll up a Backwood with Cookie as fat as a log Then hop in the frog I’ma go’n pop my sh** I’ma pull up at six Number one, first draft pick Coupe, it came with the kit Real n***as all around me Lot of p**y n***as still exist Drank, it right under my trench Starter b**hes on my bench The cookie pack came dense [Chorus: Takeoff] Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** (pop) Pop sh**, pop-pop-pop sh** Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** (pop) Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** (pop) Pop sh**, pop-pop-pop sh** Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** (pop) [Post-Chorus: Takeoff] I’ma go’n to pop my sh** Hold on, let me talk my sh** Tell her don’t look my way n***a I’ll buy your b**h No wings attached You don’t get fly like this No strings attached I’ma pop my sh** [Verse 2: Offset] Don’t be poppin’, get caught with the sawed-off (poppin’) Whippin’ c**aine, cookin’ product (coke) Break down the dope like it’s sawdust (break down) Look what the grind done bought us (look) Catch the b**hes (catch), but I don’t fetch the b**hes (no) Catch your b**h, I ain’t hit her, I was thinkin’ about your feelings (here you go) I’ma glide on your b**h, do you hear me? (glide) Shooter on the bench and pop wheelies (brrt) QC n***a, pop millions (woo) We ain’t gonna talk about the feelings (nah) We ain’t gotta talk about the gremlins (nah) Paid shooters ’round me chillin’ (baow) Pop it off baby, start kneeling (pop it off) Give me my racks off the dribble (racks) My papa pull up in a lizard (pull up) The eyes on that b**h like a gizzard (eyes) I get the money so vivid (racks) Young n***a I’m makin history (history) Set not going for dissing (nah) On a jet when I’m flying the distance (jet) Bad b**h she an a**istant (b**h) Drive the bricks to Michigan (woo) [Chorus: Takeoff] Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** (pop) Pop sh**, pop-pop-pop sh** Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** (pop) Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** (pop) Pop sh**, pop-pop-pop sh** Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** (pop) [Post-Chorus: Takeoff] I’ma go’n to pop my sh** Hold on, let me talk my sh** Tell her don’t look my way n***a I’ll buy your b**h No wings attached You don’t get fly like this No strings attached I’ma pop my sh** [Verse 3: Quavo] Pop my sh**, I pop it (pop it) Whole lotta bullets in the cartridge Told ’em, trust the process (trust it) I’ma break em down, diagnostics (break it) Cup of the drank too toxic (woo) Stashin’ the pint in the co*kpit (stashin’) Your b**h want my kids, she swallowed it (uhh) Came back up for oxygen (up) FN make a n***a move (move, move) Put a f** n***a on the news (news, news) Mama drunk, let you drank booze (mama) ‘Cause her son done turned into food (damn) Big name came with the weight (woo) Rear cam all in the plates (yeah) Mix it in dog food, baked (skrt) Finesse me a n***a out of state (jugg) You turned to a woman, Cait (Jenner) Crisp back the lawn, mow the snakes (renter) Stick to the money, pace (stuck) Hit the gas to the top, it’s a race (top) My wrist, can’t stop, Ma$e (woo) Give a b**h my co*k, the taste (here) Got a M in the locked suitcase (cash) Mama found it when she broke the vase (damn ma) [Chorus: Takeoff] Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** (pop) Pop sh**, pop-pop-pop sh** Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** (pop) Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** (pop) Pop sh**, pop-pop-pop sh** Pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh**, pop sh** (pop) [Post-Chorus: Takeoff] I’ma go’n to pop my sh** Hold on, let me talk my sh** Tell her don’t look my way n***a I’ll buy your b**h No wings attached You don’t get fly like this No strings attached I’ma pop my sh**