LilDrip22 - Pop Out Lyrics

I pop out the cut make a scene 223 Beam clear out the scene
Run up on me you get hit with a magazine
Geeking off wock got a new sixteen
Run up the bands it took one week Pull on your block and I spray heat

Choppa knock him straight off his feet
Whipping that dope got the junkies geeked
Took your lil bitch turn her to a freak
Servin cookie dope know that it reek
Junkies jaw locked no they can't sleep
Pull on your block with the stick creep
Pop me 2 perks where my feet
I'm geeking I can't feel a thing
I pull to the trap I got my thing
Extended the ar it came with a beam
I'm smoking gelato it taste like ice cream
I came up from nothing serving them fiends
I'm smoking biscotti and sipping on lean
These hollow tip bullets they gon end your dream
You run up on gang we gon spray up the scene
I'm in the trap serving codeine
All of these hundreds I got them on me
Smoking on runtz roll it in a leaf
Just served three hundred junkies I feel like chief keef

I pop out the cut make a scene
223 Beam clear out the scene
Run up on me you get hit with a magazine
Geeking off wock got a new sixteen
Run up the bands it took one week Pull on your block and I spray heat

You know that I came up from trapping
Make the wrong move then we gon get to clapping
223 Bullets they gon get to blasting
Thirty on me while I drip with my fashion
He don't want static me and gang about that action
Run up the bands you know I get the pack in
Serve me a zone I run straight to the backend
Hit me a lick you know I caught him lacking
He don't want smoke I catch him up in traffic Hop in the foreign you know that I'm gassing

I pop out the cut make a scene
223 Beam clear out the scene
Run up on me you get hit with a magazine
Geeking off wock got a new sixteen
Run up the bands it took one week Pull on your block and I spray heat