YungCupid - POP OUT! Lyrics

Used to go dream bout this shit as a kid Remember everybody's Comments, they said
Pop out Fore' I move in motion again Two phones, two hoes, let's get it
Two models, they on vogue, they finished 18 lil bitch
And you know that I did it, huh Know i just ran this shit up, huh
Got the game in my hand like it's some type of luck
Man, I don't really give a f*ck (Why?) Cause the f*cks, I be givin' just Be givin' up (Ahh)
If there's luck, then there's luck, bitch, you givin', huh (Now I get it)
He a crud, why you run? Bitch, you better duck (Bitch)
Like what meek said, bitch, if you down, just him up (get up, get up)
We can f*ck the whole world up
Hm, Hm. Hm, Okay
Hm, Hm, Hm, Okay Yeah
Remember those times I was down bad, I was down sad
When I had to go back that shit up
I was chillin', Now I'm mad about back then
That shit was past since we gotta tax em' up
Bitch, pop out
Why you sayin' all this shit? What you talkin' bout
Got hit with the metal, got rocked out
Thinkin' I should watch out
Watchin' everybody move exactly how I walk now
Really, what you talkin' bout (Yeah)
Type that shit up, you better pipe down, bitch
Sorry that I'm gettin' aggressive
But if these niggas wanna talk, they better stop the aggression
I know I'm gettin' aggressive, they always talkin' and textin
You posting guns, that your story, bitch, you ain't never pressin
Yeah, I'm pressed
How you talkin' crazy on the net
Always be talkin' until they pull up with no head
That's the type of shit that get you f*cked up
Cause it's f*ck love till we f*ck huh, getting f*cked up
And according to critics, that this shit luck
Gettin' all this shit cause I'm just independent and I don't give a f*ck
Yo, Cupid , ain't some bitch-ass nigga that be makin' love songs
Tryna diss you or some shit
Man, you don't f*ck with ESTRN
F*ck is you talkin' bout
My name is Mata and I got a Smith & Wesson tryna meet ya
You be f*ckin' on some Tortas, nigga, you don't f*ck with Divas
Yeah, we can sing and we can rap, but we know you cannot do either
My aim pristine even when I pour a four-up in the liter
You ain't got motion and your girl not gettin' wet just like the ocean
You a D1 crashout, nigga, of course you ain't got no notion
And once this track drop, I don't wanna hear that you was jokin
And if you come back, I don't wanna hear that you be totin
But I'm just jokin', nigga, shut up
Oh, geez, if I mess up, hoping I don't f*ck up
Said it's the diamonds, the belts, the rings, man even you told em the Watch
Tryna bring vibe to the show, but you showin' everybody shit you ain't Got
Sorry I powered some love in some niggas, but shorty said that you ain't got a shot
Let me know when you're done, adding me to your songs about love
Independent, but depending on niggas to give you applause
I never hated on bitches, but this bitch tryna see how I'm feelin' inside
Valentines day is said she f*ckin' with me? but she knew that you Wasn't her vibe
Then she goes, lil' nigga, just lift up your head and get put on the spot
Bitch