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Versuri 21 Savage & Latto – POP IT lyrics

[Intro: 21 Savage]
Yeah, ye-yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah (COUPE)

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it
Pop it (Pop), pop it, pop it (Pop), pop it, pop it (Pop), pop it (Pop), pop it (Pop), pop it

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
In the hood with my shirt off (21)
And I got my Glock hangin’ out (21)
Eastside, nigga, I’ma bang it out (Pussy)
Twenty superchargers when we swingin’ out
Listenin’ to the opps, you better not play it loud (Bitch)
21, 4L, prrt, spray the crowd (Bitch)
Pick a L quarter ticket, bling blow (Bitch)
Playin’ with a kitty cat, meow (Yeah)
Nine figure money, tall like Yao Ming
God, turn your parkin’ lot into a crime scene (On God)
I gave that girl a Perc ‘cause she like tryin’ things (On God)
Wipe his nose, leave a nigga shirt lime green (Straight up)
Ayy, I bought that girl a shop ‘cause her skin clean (Yeah)
Talk to me nice, baby, don’t be mean (Don’t be mean)
Go to sleep with me and wake up in a dream (21, 21)
Walk you in Hermes and get you everything (Everything)
A bitch that I ain’t goin’, I ain’t never seen (Where she at?)
Ten bodies or less, you a fuckin’ queen (And it’s fat)
If it’s less than nine, condoms ain’t a thing (That’s a fact)
And if it’s less than eight, you get the fuckin’ ring (Straight up)

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Pop it, pop it (Pop), pop it (Pop), pop it (21), pop it (Pop), pop it (Pop), pop it (Pop), pop it (Pop)
Pop it (Pop), pop it (Pop), pop it (Pop), pop it (Pop), pop it (Pop), pop it (Pop), pop it (Pop), pop it (Pop)

[Post-Chorus: 21 Savage & Latto]
You broke, stop it (Pussy), the hoes watchin’ (Pussy)
Million dollar cars (21), million dollar watches (21)
Real niggas hustle (21), bitch niggas gossip (21)
I’m up nine figures (21; Oh, you wanna see me pop it?), I show you how to pop it (21; I got you)

[Verse 2: Latto]
Pop it like a rubber band,
Frying pan, soda can
Thick as fuck, built like I dance
Fuckin’ on this British man
Crib look like the Buckingham
Ass be shakin’ like it’s jelly, but this G-Lock never jam (Damn)
Pull them panties to the side, like a caravan (Skrrt)
I ain’t even get to shave, he don’t give a damn (Ugh)
I go G5 when I fly, Maybach when I land (Yoom)
I walk in the wifey and walk out like the boogie man (Ah)
Buy a Birk’, I squirt, buy a car, I cream (Car, I cream)
But he can’t pay me none to let him cheat in peace (Cheat in peace)
I told him that I’m mixed, but not with fuckin’ green (Fuckin’ green)
He spend more than an M, then that’s a fuckin’ king

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Latto]
Pop it, pop it (Pop it), pop it (Pop it), pop it (Pop it), pop it (Pop it), pop it (Pop it), pop it (Pop it), pop it (Pop it)
Pop it (Uh), pop it (Uh), pop it (Uh), pop it (Uh), pop it (Uh), pop it (Uh), pop it, pop it (Pop it)

[Post-Chorus: Latto]
You broke, clack (Clack), your nigga watchin’ (Yoom)
Million dollar whips (Skrrt), million dollar watches
Real bitches hustle (Uh-huh), weak bitches gossip (Ugh)
My crib seven figures (On God), I show you how to pop it (Pop it)

Written by: 21 Savage / Latto / COUPE