Pop City
Kolo:
My next girl always badder than my last one
Your next girl use my rhymes as a caption
I pipe a shawty then I turn into a phantom
Free Basement moving merch like it’s PacSun
These dollar bills got me dirty romancing
Used to dub a nigga, now they always getting handsy
Lights on, light off, way her ass clappin'
She gon' bring the thunder, I don’t care if it’s plastic
Bottle girls telling me to meet her in the restroom
Head game in outta space like Neptune
Chest game on Pamela on Baywatch
She do all of this to me while her bae watch
Some niggas only got a tool, cause they ain’t go no hands
Some niggas mean mug the boy, but dawg he been a fan
Could sell my life to Warner Bros cause it’s Cinemax
So if she know my jam
She gon' pop for it real nigga
Hook:
She gon' pop it for a real nigga
They asses fatter cause my bills bigger
Competition still missin'
I mean you dropped but we never listen
Girls scream like I’m new edition, real shit
Lover boy, but I’m still on my pimp shit
I turn a real shy girl into a gymnast
Them niggas lame, money couldn’t make a difference
They getting paper but they never pass the litmus
Jay Spice:
She holding me down like i’m boutta drown
We the new wave like the new kids in town
We going up but not coming down
Hitting full circle, it all come around
Gotta stack my paper
Need me more M’s than a laker
I don’t force with my light saber
She gone fuck me now and later
Feel like drake she thank me later
Starting to love all my haters
I got me some karma like my name is Ghandi
I’m gon' be the greatest like Muhammad Ali
I keep all the tricks on me
I put it in my sleeve
She call me a smart ass like my name is double dee
I be in they nightmares like they in bed eating cheese
I feel just like KLow in the studio with eaze
All my bitches want me they don’t ever try to tease
I'm the first in class like I ain’t ever got a B
This shit from my soul, I don’t care it’s off beat
Yes i’m Jay Spice cook like Chef Boyardee
Aye, Kolo, what we tell em?
She gon' pop it for a real nigga
Hook:
She gon' pop it for a real nigga
They asses fatter cause my bills bigger
Competition still missin'
I mean you dropped but we never listen
Girls scream like I’m new edition, real shit
Lover boy, but I’m still on my pimp shit
I turn a real shy girl into a gymnast
Them niggas lame, money couldn’t make a difference
They getting paper but they never pass the litmus
KLow
A lotta diamonds on me colder than disease, uh
And I’m a jungle nigga always got my tree, yeah
And she been looking for a sexual release
She been for the streets
But she try to come in every week
Pussy really sweet, suckin' on my teeth
Perky leave her weak
Nigga I’m a beast, time to feast
Get the bread like yeast, cut a piece
Put it on my feet, bred 11s please
Stackin Gs, always pushin Ps
Running from police
Cause she a winter tease, she never let me leave
We chillin' in the summer
Never fall off like autumn leaves
I always wanted peace, you always try to reach
Anime chick, all we ever watch is bleach
Is she gon pop it for a real nigga, baby girl
She gon pop it for a real nigga, let it twirl
You a hood bitch known for poppin triggers
Pretty bitch gon' pop it for a real nigga, K
Hook:
She gon' pop it for a real nigga
They asses fatter cause my bills bigger
Competition still missin'
I mean you dropped but we never listen
Girls scream like I’m new edition, real shit
Lover boy, but I’m still on my pimp shit
I turn a real shy girl into a gymnast
Them niggas lame, money couldn’t make a difference
They getting paper but they never pass the litmus
Outro:
We don’t really care what you say
Your words and your moves have never been the same dawg
Niggas causing problems everyday
They move with K, I gotta get a vest dawg
Pull up to the move with the gang
They knew me from the jump, the bond will never break dawg
We did everything our way
We never gon' lose, for you can’t the same dawg
