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tatsei - pop my shit lyrics
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[intro]
spin on my opps, f_ck
yeah, yeah
what?
take two guns
[chorus]
spin on my opps wit’ sixty guns, it’s time to pop my sh_t (pop my sh_t)
forty grand on my f_ckin’ drum, look how i rock this sh_t (grrah)
balenci’ boots straight out the f_ckin’ room, i got different options (options)
b_tterfly doors on my whip, i drive that hot sh_t (skrrt, skrrt, yeah)
i spray my opps
spray my opps
i spray my opps
spray my opps
i spray my opps
spray my opps
i spray my opps
spray my opps
[verse]
you got a death wish uh
c_ckin’ back my smith & wesson uh
paint an opp, he learned his lesson uh
keep it classy, shoot his chest in, yeah, uh
shoot up the hood wit’ my best_man (best_man)
dorekishi turn sh_t wreckless (dorekishi, yeah, what?)
don’t stop ’til a n_gga headless, how it is, n_gga we legends
& i can’t stop it uh
beefin’ wit’ opps my addiction bruh
love the blood drops on the cement yeah
takin’ n_ggas drugs got n_ggas feinin’ yeah uh
i ain’t have time to warm_up
sh_t i ain’t have time to warm_up
but i’m that n_gga, i don’t even need to f_ckin’ warm_up
poppin’ my sh_t, i got my demons, yeah we poppin’ sh_t
rocked this sh_t, just did a show, yeah we rocked that sh_t yeah
i rule the f_ckin’ world, bought my b_tch diamonds & pearls (yeah)
got two different glocks, named them after both my girls (tia & tamera)
[chorus]
spin on my opps wit’ sixty guns, it’s time to pop my sh_t (pop my sh_t)
forty grand on my f_ckin’ drum, look how i rock this sh_t (grrah)
balenci’ boots straight out the f_ckin’ room, i got different options (options)
b_tterfly doors on my whip, i drive that hot sh_t (skrrt, skrrt, yeah)
i spray my opps
spray my opps
i spray my opps
spray my opps
i spray my opps
spray my opps
i spray my opps
spray my opps
[verse]
just cruised down the city in a f_ckin’ tank (f_ckin’ tank)
shoot a n_gga to get out the f_ckin’ way (f_ckin’ way)
ten_thousand dollar steak on my f_ckin’ plate (f_ckin’ plate)
shot a b_tch face wit’ my sweet children, just like green day (yeah!)
i can’t see his face, i was in a blood rage (green day)
do a n_gga like kurt cobain, wit’ my twelve guage
blew his f_ckin’ brain, oh my god, yeah he not okay (yeah, he not okay)
studded on my watch, dorekishi, yeah my clock stay gleamin’
studded out my thot, she so freaky, p_ssy nice & squeaky
studded out my pot, smokin’ diamonds, just to flex the greenies
& i studded out my c_ck, got a piercin’, sh_t had yo’ momma screamin’
[chorus]
spin on my opps wit’ sixty guns, it’s time to pop my sh_t (pop my sh_t)
forty grand on my f_ckin’ drum, look how i rock this sh_t (grrah)
balenci’ boots straight out the f_ckin’ room, i got different options (options)
b_tterfly doors on my whip, i drive that hot sh_t (skrrt, skrrt, yeah)
i spray my opps
spray my opps
i spray my opps
spray my opps
i spray my opps
spray my opps
i spray my opps
spray my opps
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