Pop it, pop it, pop it for a check
Now drop it, drop it, drop it for those bands
Not your birthday but you got that cake
Can't stop, can't stop what the f*ck they mean
Supersoka heard that was your name
Bitches have that wet
You got that wave
Haters talking about you, that's that praise
Give it up, bad bitch of the year
Bad bitch of the year, yeah you don't need no break-ing
All these niggas off, you look so foreign that's that immigration
They just got that new shit but they f*cking late
Bitches trying to keep up and they wonder can you slow the pace
They must not be thinking straight
Hella bored damn the list of what they can get, wanna see what they can't afford
Gucci that Versace, prada, luie, unexceptional
F*ck they hating for
Bitches trippin cause they mad that they couldn't last
Hating on that ass, make it dance
Bad broad, five star, sports car
Don't f*cks with you unless you go hard
Thought I wouldn't last long
But as a king dawg thou shall live on
Tech keeps them goofs from round me, let's think before we speak out loudly
Your bitch sent a wet emojis
I'll return her in the morning
Need a real chick the type that handles business, her DM unread messages, no f*cks about a friend list
A shorty with some thick lips
Who know just how to take the dick, I don't charge the bitch a fee still f*cks me like she pay for it Flexing hard but they don't got the gains
Nigga this is just the tryouts not really in the game
Girl you are on a treadmill not really running things, damn I just hit your bank account said somethings gotta change, f*ckin with those lames.
4k Movement - Nomination Lyrics
4k Movement - Nomination Lyrics
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Pop it, pop it, pop it for a check
Now drop it, drop it, drop it for those bands
Not your birthday but you got that cake
Can't stop, can't stop what the f*ck they mean
Supersoka heard that was your name
Bitches have that wet
You got that wave
Haters talking about you, that's that praise
Give it up, bad bitch of the year
Bad bitch of the year, yeah you don't need no break-ing
All these niggas off, you look so foreign that's that immigration
They just got that new shit but they f*cking late
Bitches trying to keep up and they wonder can you slow the pace
They must not be thinking straight
Hella bored damn the list of what they can get, wanna see what they can't afford
Gucci that Versace, prada, luie, unexceptional
F*ck they hating for
Bitches trippin cause they mad that they couldn't last
Hating on that ass, make it dance
Bad broad, five star, sports car
Don't f*cks with you unless you go hard
Thought I wouldn't last long
But as a king dawg thou shall live on
Tech keeps them goofs from round me, let's think before we speak out loudly
Your bitch sent a wet emojis
I'll return her in the morning
Need a real chick the type that handles business, her DM unread messages, no f*cks about a friend list
A shorty with some thick lips
Who know just how to take the dick, I don't charge the bitch a fee still f*cks me like she pay for it Flexing hard but they don't got the gains
Nigga this is just the tryouts not really in the game
Girl you are on a treadmill not really running things, damn I just hit your bank account said somethings gotta change, f*ckin with those lames.
Now drop it, drop it, drop it for those bands
Not your birthday but you got that cake
Can't stop, can't stop what the f*ck they mean
Supersoka heard that was your name
Bitches have that wet
You got that wave
Haters talking about you, that's that praise
Give it up, bad bitch of the year
Bad bitch of the year, yeah you don't need no break-ing
All these niggas off, you look so foreign that's that immigration
They just got that new shit but they f*cking late
Bitches trying to keep up and they wonder can you slow the pace
They must not be thinking straight
Hella bored damn the list of what they can get, wanna see what they can't afford
Gucci that Versace, prada, luie, unexceptional
F*ck they hating for
Bitches trippin cause they mad that they couldn't last
Hating on that ass, make it dance
Bad broad, five star, sports car
Don't f*cks with you unless you go hard
Thought I wouldn't last long
But as a king dawg thou shall live on
Tech keeps them goofs from round me, let's think before we speak out loudly
Your bitch sent a wet emojis
I'll return her in the morning
Need a real chick the type that handles business, her DM unread messages, no f*cks about a friend list
A shorty with some thick lips
Who know just how to take the dick, I don't charge the bitch a fee still f*cks me like she pay for it Flexing hard but they don't got the gains
Nigga this is just the tryouts not really in the game
Girl you are on a treadmill not really running things, damn I just hit your bank account said somethings gotta change, f*ckin with those lames.
Writer: Danzell Tisdale
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid