Pop It Freestyle (Bonus Track)

Hey Walle, get on the phone man, call that nigga Meek Mill

Tell that nigga Meek Mill get on the phone call that nigga Boss

Tell Boss get on the phone, call that nigga French Montana man

Tell this nigga let me hold this beat too man, lego

Pop that, don't stop, pop that don't stop

Pop that, don't stop, pop that don't stop

Pop that, don't stop, pop that don't stop

Pop that, don't stop, pop that don't stop

Uncle Luke, you better that hoe,

I'm the shit bitch (nigga and I know you smell that hoe

Beat the pussy I swole that hoe

Lick the cat and it ain't near that hoe

Cops yeezy never wear that dope

You fucking Kim k nigga share that hoe

Real nigga everywhere I go

You got one, you better mad that hoe

She got a fat monkey, a camel toe

She a meenie and she call me daddyo

She like it from the back, no paddy oh

I'm from the city and her daddy know

I'm fresh as fuck, no flat top

I got sit flops in that black drop

I got green things in my backpack

I'm thugging, welcome back Pac

I'm a mac nigga, no laptop

My bitch ass fat and no ass shots

She get motivated when that cash drop

Don't call my bitch no stripper nigga

She's an exotic dancer to twerk when you tip her, nigga

Amber Rose ain't got nothing on my life

Made in good, ain't got nothing on china

And I ain't no tiger, I ain't no tiger

Made in good, ain't got nothing on china

Shit Japan ain't got nothing on china

Wish that was me, nothing on china

Damn, there I go again

I ain't tryna start nothing by speaking nothing on china

Don't stop, popping that, she pick it up and she dropping it

I like red bones a little chocolate

And I'm asap with that rocket list

And I'm swagging and splashing and fucking these hoes

I'm blowing that kush and it's stucked in my clothes

They blowing my dick for that nothing they knows

These niggas they know they can't fuck with the flow

My mind be as cold, my bitches are hot

We walk in the club, she sneak in the Glock

We turning it up, off of peach and Sirock

With bottles and bottles

Like when does it stop?

With models and models they known to be fucking

She say she a virgin I know that she bluffing

I'm not gonna stuff?

I turn on the oven and whoaaa!!!

coke boy I like home boy

I got a gold impala like gold boy

Twerking it, working it

Like waffle house I'm serving it

They play with it, I'm murking niggas

You square niggas with your circle head

And you don't stop, what you twerking with

And you don't stop, what you twerking with

And you don't stop, what you twerking with

And you don't stop, what you twerking with

Pop that, don't stop, pop that don't stop

Pop that, don't stop, pop that don't stop

Pop that, don't stop, pop that don't stop

Pop that, don't stop, pop that don't stop.