PAROLES
[Intro]
Ayy yo, Ran
[Verse]
Poppin’ shit, poppin’ shit
You see I been poppin’ shit
Ayy, I got a lot, went and bought my aunt some shit
Ran up a check, now I call shots like I’m Popovich
If I have too, understand I’ma pop a bitch
Understand this bag, bitch, ’cause I want a lot of chips
Hundred thousand in my britches, clips filled with hollow tips
Turnin’ up to the bank, I just make a lot of hits
I can make a lot of [?] ooh, yeah
Ooh-ooh, I ain’t nice, nigga
Ooh-ooh, think twice, nigga
[?] throw the knife, nigga
You want smoke, I’ll get right with ya
All my guns some cop killers
I’m still alive, my opps not kill us
Yeah, I’m a killer, I’m a killer, yeah
Lost my knife, beat her
She up on Friday, I’m a night eater
Thought you ran with killers
Now you got mice with you
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