Don't ask what I bought
Just know I put it on
Havin' all the drip bouta have a nigga gone
Nigga what it is
You like the way I walk
A nigga so weak make a nigga jaw fall
Compete don't compare lil hoe
Bitches like me don't get kept on the low
Bitches gone see all da drip ain't no pulp
Girl you don't you know you better ask somebody
Everytime I slay they askin' if it's my shit
If I get that check I hit that quick deposit
I don't trick or treat at the mall I buy shit
I don't deal with cash babygirl I swipe it
Then I put it back in yo nigga wallet
Ride him like a pilot drippin like faucet
Yeah he like this chocolate he keep me polished
You can keep the faith I want a bigger closet
HMM, YA!
YA, cause he like that
I ain't diggin' in his bag but he allow that
Cause I'm pretty my lil baby let me pop tagz
I could get it on my own but baby f*ck that
Cause he like that
And Im like that too
He a balla with the guala and he f*ck good too
If I lick then he slippin' off the map y'all through
Give me guap to ice the whole damn crew
Ay
YA! Cause I'm like that
I ain't diggin' in his bag I'm just a big brat
Ay, YA!
Cause I'm like that
If I want it then he get it I'm gone pop tagz
YA!
If he like that too
If he ballin' like I'm ballin' he gone pop tagz too
If I lick it then he slippin' off the map y'all through
He give me guap don't give a damn bout you
I go hard in the paint I stay low
Married to the money never been solo
Put me on a pedestal to let these hoes know
That I got that Yachty drip so get the rowboat
Swag, surf
Skin poppin' shit like a perc
Baby wasn't taught I give the work
And even if they hurt them lil bitches still lurk
She want a bigger name we ain't the same I wanna purse
Baby yeah cause I'm like that
I don't want his bag
I got a lot like 21 bitch I been lost track
Don't you start cause lil baby Ima spaz on that ass
You want your ones then baby buy a pole for that ass
Lookin' like I hit a lick I feel like Cardi bitch
Comin' back next season been copped all of it
Yeah I'm like that but my homie yeah he like that too
He spend it on me cause he like what I do
What he do though
YA, cause he like that
I ain't diggin' in his bag but he allow that
Cause I'm pretty my lil baby let me pop tagz
I could get it on my own but baby f*ck that
Cause he like that
And Im like that too
He a balla with the guala and he f*ck good too
If I lick then he slippin' off the map y'all through
Give me guap to ice the whole damn crew
Beezo Bills - Pop Tagz Lyrics
Beezo Bills - Pop Tagz Lyrics
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Don't ask what I bought
Just know I put it on
Havin' all the drip bouta have a nigga gone
Nigga what it is
You like the way I walk
A nigga so weak make a nigga jaw fall
Compete don't compare lil hoe
Bitches like me don't get kept on the low
Bitches gone see all da drip ain't no pulp
Girl you don't you know you better ask somebody
Everytime I slay they askin' if it's my shit
If I get that check I hit that quick deposit
I don't trick or treat at the mall I buy shit
I don't deal with cash babygirl I swipe it
Then I put it back in yo nigga wallet
Ride him like a pilot drippin like faucet
Yeah he like this chocolate he keep me polished
You can keep the faith I want a bigger closet
HMM, YA!
YA, cause he like that
I ain't diggin' in his bag but he allow that
Cause I'm pretty my lil baby let me pop tagz
I could get it on my own but baby f*ck that
Cause he like that
And Im like that too
He a balla with the guala and he f*ck good too
If I lick then he slippin' off the map y'all through
Give me guap to ice the whole damn crew
Ay
YA! Cause I'm like that
I ain't diggin' in his bag I'm just a big brat
Ay, YA!
Cause I'm like that
If I want it then he get it I'm gone pop tagz
YA!
If he like that too
If he ballin' like I'm ballin' he gone pop tagz too
If I lick it then he slippin' off the map y'all through
He give me guap don't give a damn bout you
I go hard in the paint I stay low
Married to the money never been solo
Put me on a pedestal to let these hoes know
That I got that Yachty drip so get the rowboat
Swag, surf
Skin poppin' shit like a perc
Baby wasn't taught I give the work
And even if they hurt them lil bitches still lurk
She want a bigger name we ain't the same I wanna purse
Baby yeah cause I'm like that
I don't want his bag
I got a lot like 21 bitch I been lost track
Don't you start cause lil baby Ima spaz on that ass
You want your ones then baby buy a pole for that ass
Lookin' like I hit a lick I feel like Cardi bitch
Comin' back next season been copped all of it
Yeah I'm like that but my homie yeah he like that too
He spend it on me cause he like what I do
What he do though
YA, cause he like that
I ain't diggin' in his bag but he allow that
Cause I'm pretty my lil baby let me pop tagz
I could get it on my own but baby f*ck that
Cause he like that
And Im like that too
He a balla with the guala and he f*ck good too
If I lick then he slippin' off the map y'all through
Give me guap to ice the whole damn crew
Just know I put it on
Havin' all the drip bouta have a nigga gone
Nigga what it is
You like the way I walk
A nigga so weak make a nigga jaw fall
Compete don't compare lil hoe
Bitches like me don't get kept on the low
Bitches gone see all da drip ain't no pulp
Girl you don't you know you better ask somebody
Everytime I slay they askin' if it's my shit
If I get that check I hit that quick deposit
I don't trick or treat at the mall I buy shit
I don't deal with cash babygirl I swipe it
Then I put it back in yo nigga wallet
Ride him like a pilot drippin like faucet
Yeah he like this chocolate he keep me polished
You can keep the faith I want a bigger closet
HMM, YA!
YA, cause he like that
I ain't diggin' in his bag but he allow that
Cause I'm pretty my lil baby let me pop tagz
I could get it on my own but baby f*ck that
Cause he like that
And Im like that too
He a balla with the guala and he f*ck good too
If I lick then he slippin' off the map y'all through
Give me guap to ice the whole damn crew
Ay
YA! Cause I'm like that
I ain't diggin' in his bag I'm just a big brat
Ay, YA!
Cause I'm like that
If I want it then he get it I'm gone pop tagz
YA!
If he like that too
If he ballin' like I'm ballin' he gone pop tagz too
If I lick it then he slippin' off the map y'all through
He give me guap don't give a damn bout you
I go hard in the paint I stay low
Married to the money never been solo
Put me on a pedestal to let these hoes know
That I got that Yachty drip so get the rowboat
Swag, surf
Skin poppin' shit like a perc
Baby wasn't taught I give the work
And even if they hurt them lil bitches still lurk
She want a bigger name we ain't the same I wanna purse
Baby yeah cause I'm like that
I don't want his bag
I got a lot like 21 bitch I been lost track
Don't you start cause lil baby Ima spaz on that ass
You want your ones then baby buy a pole for that ass
Lookin' like I hit a lick I feel like Cardi bitch
Comin' back next season been copped all of it
Yeah I'm like that but my homie yeah he like that too
He spend it on me cause he like what I do
What he do though
YA, cause he like that
I ain't diggin' in his bag but he allow that
Cause I'm pretty my lil baby let me pop tagz
I could get it on my own but baby f*ck that
Cause he like that
And Im like that too
He a balla with the guala and he f*ck good too
If I lick then he slippin' off the map y'all through
Give me guap to ice the whole damn crew
Writer: Brooke Bradley
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