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Pop Out Video (MV)




Performed By: Lil Ransom
Length: 3:26
Written by: CHRISTOPHER JONES, DURRELL WILLIAMS




Lil Ransom - Pop Out Lyrics
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Pop out, show me what it is show me what you talking bout
Show me all that bullshit that you was just yappin bout
You don't really be for real, you needa stop it bro
All that cappin to these hoes you needa stop it hoe
Ima show you how a young nigga pop out
Ima gone bring them guns, bring them glocks out
You niggas low upon them funds you needa catch up
Yea long live my opps I tell em bless up
Yea they watching me they bitch me jocking me
Prolly cause a nigga play for keeps
These niggas sweet like pastry
I'm made to be, I paid the fee
Don't run up don't you play with me, Get laid to sleep
Catch me in the trap with a pack and a gat, Nigga run up it aint fazing me
These niggas be envy I know they be plotting
I feel in the streets but I had me some guidance
Don't f*ck with nobody, so why Im the topic
I stood on that block with them rocks in my pocket
I'm on his head like a hat, I was hiding drugs in my sack
You can get hit with this gat, no I don't chitter and chat
Baby let me hit from the back
Running them drugs ima tax
You think you gone catch you a sack
You can get popped like a flat
No I don't love her I cap, met her first day and you know that I tap
She call me a hoe for the shit
Ion even know the lil bitch
But baby you know that you thick
You know that I had to go spit
Went to her house with the blick
You can get wrapped like a gift
Pop out, show me what it is show me what you talking bout
Show me all that bullshit that you was just yappin bout
You don't really be for real, you needa stop it bro
All that cappin to these hoes you needa stop it hoe
Ima show you how a young nigga pop out
Ima gone bring them guns, bring them glocks out
You niggas low upon them funds you needa catch up
Yea long live my opps I tell em bless up
You can get left in a ditch
You can get rolled like a Swiss
Baby I'm out in the field, Baby I'm shooting to kill, Grind to till I get me a mill
F*ck it you know I won't stop
You can get shook out yo socks
I pull up it's already cocked
You live on the gram, I live on da block
No I don't talk to no motherf*ckin cops
You can get caught like a Uber I ride with a shooter who'll split your madula
These niggas be pussy, these niggas be acting, my nigga you need you a tutor
I'm stealing them packs like a booster, I'm all on the block ain't nobody gone move me
And get out my way if you ain't apart of the movement, you can get shot with this uzi
You lived in the suburbs, I ride with a carbon
You can get thrown like some motherf*ckin garbage
I step in this bitch and no I don't pardon
You can get flushed like a motherf*ckin toilet
I smoke me some gas it smell like I farted
You fall on yo ass you looking retarted
You come to my hood you gone get extorted
You can get hid like some motherf*ckin storage
Pop out, show me what it is show me what you talking bout
Show me all that bullshit that you was just yappin bout
You don't really be for real, you needa stop it bro
All that cappin to these hoes you needa stop it hoe
Ima show you how a young nigga pop out
Ima gone bring them guns, bring them glocks out
You niggas low upon them funds you needa catch up
Yea long live my opps I tell em bless up
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Pop out, show me what it is show me what you talking bout
Show me all that bullshit that you was just yappin bout
You don't really be for real, you needa stop it bro
All that cappin to these hoes you needa stop it hoe
Ima show you how a young nigga pop out
Ima gone bring them guns, bring them glocks out
You niggas low upon them funds you needa catch up
Yea long live my opps I tell em bless up
Yea they watching me they bitch me jocking me
Prolly cause a nigga play for keeps
These niggas sweet like pastry
I'm made to be, I paid the fee
Don't run up don't you play with me, Get laid to sleep
Catch me in the trap with a pack and a gat, Nigga run up it aint fazing me
These niggas be envy I know they be plotting
I feel in the streets but I had me some guidance
Don't f*ck with nobody, so why Im the topic
I stood on that block with them rocks in my pocket
I'm on his head like a hat, I was hiding drugs in my sack
You can get hit with this gat, no I don't chitter and chat
Baby let me hit from the back
Running them drugs ima tax
You think you gone catch you a sack
You can get popped like a flat
No I don't love her I cap, met her first day and you know that I tap
She call me a hoe for the shit
Ion even know the lil bitch
But baby you know that you thick
You know that I had to go spit
Went to her house with the blick
You can get wrapped like a gift
Pop out, show me what it is show me what you talking bout
Show me all that bullshit that you was just yappin bout
You don't really be for real, you needa stop it bro
All that cappin to these hoes you needa stop it hoe
Ima show you how a young nigga pop out
Ima gone bring them guns, bring them glocks out
You niggas low upon them funds you needa catch up
Yea long live my opps I tell em bless up
You can get left in a ditch
You can get rolled like a Swiss
Baby I'm out in the field, Baby I'm shooting to kill, Grind to till I get me a mill
F*ck it you know I won't stop
You can get shook out yo socks
I pull up it's already cocked
You live on the gram, I live on da block
No I don't talk to no motherf*ckin cops
You can get caught like a Uber I ride with a shooter who'll split your madula
These niggas be pussy, these niggas be acting, my nigga you need you a tutor
I'm stealing them packs like a booster, I'm all on the block ain't nobody gone move me
And get out my way if you ain't apart of the movement, you can get shot with this uzi
You lived in the suburbs, I ride with a carbon
You can get thrown like some motherf*ckin garbage
I step in this bitch and no I don't pardon
You can get flushed like a motherf*ckin toilet
I smoke me some gas it smell like I farted
You fall on yo ass you looking retarted
You come to my hood you gone get extorted
You can get hid like some motherf*ckin storage
Pop out, show me what it is show me what you talking bout
Show me all that bullshit that you was just yappin bout
You don't really be for real, you needa stop it bro
All that cappin to these hoes you needa stop it hoe
Ima show you how a young nigga pop out
Ima gone bring them guns, bring them glocks out
You niggas low upon them funds you needa catch up
Yea long live my opps I tell em bless up
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Writer: CHRISTOPHER JONES, DURRELL WILLIAMS
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