Alexander - POP OUT (feat. Ahkeme) Lyrics

If I pop up, you better not run bitch
My Glock like a remote, because I control the switch
Locked in, like my name was Ken (like Ken)
Setup all the trends (the trends)
Put this paper on to pen (on pen)
You cannot stop my win, cause I

Roll up, pop out, show out, on gang
Roll up, pop out, show out, on gang
Roll up, pop out, show out, on gang
Roll up, pop out, show out, on gang

I reload my gun like it got a playback
Say you beefing with the stars, then just say that
Riding with the all black
Man of steel like Jax
Put him in a box like Jack
He can never fit my rap
He say he's fitted, boy that's real cap
He ain't really down with that
If he met the CREU, then Steph gonna get him
It's a wrap (Aye)
Pop-out with the Mac 10 (Uh)
If the price right, then I'mma spin (Uh-uh)
I'm with the Kappa, I come with the canes (Yes sir)
My beats so fire, call me Kane (call me Kane)
F*ck all of the new rappers, sounding the same
Niggas wanna have my name
And all of my fame
Bitch we are not the same
He sniffing funny like Eddie Kane
It made him skip a heartbeat
Florida boy, I stay with the heat
Keep it steady not way too steep
None of these rappers could compete with me
Don't say shit, don't make a peep
Drop him off like a package, he'll arrive in a week
Man, I treat this shit like fun
A broke bitch could never get some
Even if she got good tongue
Take her back to her man and bring her friend to that
Huh, huh, huh, huh

If I pop up, you better not run bitch
My Glock like a remote, because I control the switch
Locked in, like my name was Ken (like Ken)
Setup all the trends (the trends)
Put this paper on to pen (on pen)
You cannot stop my win, cause I

Roll up, pop out, show out, on gang
Roll up, pop out, show out, on gang
Roll up, pop out, show out, on gang
Roll up, pop out, show out, on gang

Two fold, throw up two fours
Roll with two hoes
Only worried bout the cream
Hardest rapper on the scene
But I'm from the 850
My niggas always on go
T.R.U.Stars is the hardest label
Bitch I hope you f*ckin know
Spin the block, then do it again
Pop you and your friend
There's no end to my dividends
Bitch I'm limitless
Bruh this lifestyle like a prophecy you read it like a scripture
But my life is like photography, let's hope you catch the picture
I keep the tech
There's no need to stress
I know I'm the best
They say that I'm a murder
I guess the beat is next
Enemies is steady testing
They must not know who I'm repping
The whole label, they be stepping
Dressed in all black like a reverend
Like Key said, f*ck what he said
If he try me and my family, then I promise he's dead
So I keep the f*cking mop out
All y'all pussies do is talk now
So we pop out with the Glocks out
Bitch you heard what we said, little bitch

If I pop up, you better not run bitch
My Glock like a remote, because I control the switch
Locked in, like my name was Ken (like Ken)
Setup all the trends (the trends)
Put this paper on to pen (on pen)
You cannot stop my win, cause I

Roll up, pop out, show out, on gang
Roll up, pop out, show out, on gang
Roll up, pop out, show out, on gang
Roll up, pop out