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[Intro]
Holy shit
(Raagh, raagh)
(Raagh, raagh)
(Fuck nigga, fuck nigga)
(Fuck nigga)

[Chorus]
H-h-hide the dope in my sock (Beep)
This choppa make you milly rock (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
H-h-hide the dope in my sock (Woo, woo, woo, woo, beep)
This choppa make you milly rock (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
H-h-hide the dope in my sock (Woo, woo, woo, woo, beep)
This choppa make you milly rock (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
H-h-hide the dope in my sock (Woo, woo, woo, woo, beep)
This choppa make you milly rock (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
H-h-hide the dope in my sock (Woo, woo, woo, woo, beep)
This choppa make you milly rock (Woo, woo, woo, woo)

[Post-Chorus]
D-diamonds up on the clock
So-so many dead men in my pocket
Lilo, blue stitches in my wallet
Shooter in Dior, when he popped him
Call me Dr. Pimple Popper, way we poppin’
I don’t know yo’ momma, but you is my offspring
Call me Dr. Pimple Popper, way we poppin’
I don’t know yo’ momma, but you is my offspring

[Verse 1]
He was like, „OMG” when we caught ‘em
She was like, „OMG” when I walked in
He was like, „OMG” when we caught ‘em
She was like, „OMG” when I walked in
I get ba-ba-bags, they costin’
Fifty-one racks for the feat, we shoppin’
I get cash-cash-cash, that’s often
You had cash, but, lil’ nigga, you lost it
Vincent Van Gogh, we finna crop ‘em (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Bling-bling, boy, I came with commas (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
She know her man a fan, she want it (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Extraterrestrial, came out a comet (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
I need honey buns, I want ‘em
I need honey buns, I want ‘em

[Chorus]
H-h-hide the dope in my sock (Beep)
This choppa make you milly rock (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
H-h-hide the dope in my sock (Woo, woo, woo, woo, beep)
This choppa make you milly rock (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
H-h-hide the dope in my sock (Woo, woo, woo, woo, beep)
This choppa make you milly rock (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
H-h-hide the dope in my sock (Woo, woo, woo, woo, beep)
This choppa make you milly rock (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
H-h-hide the dope in my sock (Woo, woo, woo, woo, beep)
This choppa make you milly rock (Woo, woo, woo, woo)

[Post-Chorus]
D-diamonds up on the clock
So-so many dead men in my pocket
Lilo, blue stitches in my wallet
Shooter in Dior, when he popped him
Call me Dr. Pimple Popper, way we poppin’
I don’t know yo’ momma, but you is my offspring

[Verse 2]
All black in the night, like a crow, tag yo’ toe, I got yo’ nose
And my chopper homo, it got titties and a dick on it
Why they think I sold my soul? Lightning McQueen, bitch (Go, go, go)
I’m so slimy, wipe yo’ nose, pay me two-K for that show
Honey bun, wedding cake, all we get is rolls
Bih’, all I get is dough, bih’, caught ‘em at his show
Bih’, Dior hundred racks, they hold, huh, the Rick jeans better for the pole, huh-huh
I popped out to rock this show, bih’, I popped out to get some more—