Letras
Bitch I'm popping
Ain't no pause
Aww shit
I ain't stopping
Bitch I'm popping
Ain't no pause
No breaks on shit
I was plotting
They was watching
On how I perfected this
Now my money up
Honey up
Sunny up
Run it up
Bitch I get it and go
I done huddled up
Hustled up
Double up
Buckle up
Nigga I thought you'd know
Back on they asses
And all you bastards
Fuck how you do it, I'm doing it backwards
I would just runaround
Underground
Turnaround
Then I creeped up on the masses
Racing rappers
Niggas stumbling
Tumbling
Fucc it I'm running this shit
I been equipped
Yeah, me falling off
Ain't part of the script
Plus man these bitches been all on my dick
Looking around I don't know who to pick
Spreading the news, on my family jewels
Bitch I got enough to let all of em fit
Get all of em hit
Quick
No minute man but baby I on the run
Give her a smack when I hit from the back
With my left, cause my right hand is holding the gun
I can't put trust in no bitch
Fall in love with no bitch
Even tho I know they loving me
Can't get caught up with no bitch
And I can't never slip
Swear the Eastiside turned me to a G
Ran with the gangsters
And baby locsters
Went from most wanted
To headlining posters
Now any time that I'm touring
I pull up in foreigns
Fuck shopping at General Motors
You niggas smokers
Bitch I'm a solider
Shit can get funny
But I'm not a joker
I got some bloods and some crips