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Pop Out Remix

Polo G ft. Lil Faygo

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Pop Out by : Polo G / Lil Faygo REMIX
-Polo and Faygo-
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aiming' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
-Polo G-
She don't like her body, left the doctor with a new shape
Blowing up my phone 'cause she just see me with my new bae
Heartbreaker, ladies love me like I'm Cool J
She was tryna cling onto a nigga, but it's too late
Booked a flight to Cali, racks and condoms in my suitcase
And every single dollar in these bands gotta blue face
Diamonds in the Rollie, they in HD like it's Blu-Ray
The way that I been ballin' should make the cover of 2K
Show out for the summer I might pull up in a new Wraith
Dissin' on the gang that's gon only get your crew chased
And we hawk shit down, better tighten up yo shoe lace
Lil bro get up close let the Glock 22 spray
-Lil Faygo-
We pulled up to yo crib
Now what you finna do
I've been in and out the cage
I feel like i'm in a zoo
Smoking out the blunt,Yeah, its drenched in residue
If you feeling like you lucky
Pull down the avenue
If you wanna gamble
Go ahead and roll the dice
Becarefull how you play yo cards
We'll hit yo ass twice
And just like a ninja
Hit you with the slice
Litsen to yo niggas
Better take up they advice
Be careful where you lacking
You gon end up getting broke
And just like yo bitch
Hit her ass with a stroke
On my dick
Bitches love being choked
Getting head like i got a scope
-Polo and Faygo-
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aiming' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane

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