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Pop It lyrics by Rich The Kid, Key Glock

Lyrics from SnippetVerse 1: Rich The Kid
Take her to the mall (Take her to the mall), we can buy it all (Uh)
I’ma teach her how to ball, she the baddest of ‘em all (Bitch)
Gotta flex, dash the law (Flex), go and show it off (Show it)
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it
Pussy poppin’ like hot grease (Hot), bitch’s wrist like a quarter key (A quarter)
Bitch bad in a white tee (White), ? be wifey (Wifey)
Go on, pop your shit (Pop your shit)
What you paid for the wrist? (What you paid for it?)
Buy a Birkin’ for your bitch (Birkin’ for your)
She a lil’ bad bitch, too bad, pop it like popcorn (Too bad)
I was just ridin’ ‘round with the racks in the car seat (Skrrt), just like a newborn
Buy a gold AP, on the left or the right? You gotta put two on (Two)
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it