Aww man
These niggas got me f*cked up on everything I love
I might have to pop off like a can of 7up in this bitch
You know what I'm sayin
Pop off
If you want smoke then I'll pop off
Niggas been a joke you a knock off
You a shell of yourself like sawed-off
Many nights stay awake never nod off
Can't sleep gotta work never call off
Grind don't stop till your soul is with Allah
Voilà
Magic I spit off the matta
You bring smoke and I'll be like a Rasta
Too many hoes wanna be on the roster
They want your money and they feed off the lobster
Second guess who you bring down the altar
Real
Cause trust not given in this world of impostors
I seen it all with my own two eyes
I'm on the move I don't need two guys
From my lows I done reached new highs
Take a step in my own shoe size
Seen your face and you got two sides
I'll be the one to expose u guys
Inside there's a hoe you hide
This light work
Like a mulatto mixed with vitiligo
Watch your back for Jose Alvarados
They can't steal if your foot is on the throttle
A lot of nights alone with many bottles
I had to pour the most up out the nozzles
Through my highs and lows I was on auto-pilot
Vision on ultra-violet
Fishing for peace and quiet
I'll get indecent and violent
If I'm released in that climate
Don't need a reason to riot
Niggas fake demons in private
Aw for real
I might have to pull cards for real
Man that truth might scar for real
Niggas wanna be stars for reel
Claim rap but don't got bars for real
Man let me chill
Fore' I
Pop off
If you want smoke then I'll pop off
Niggas been a joke you a knock off
You a shell of yourself like sawed-off
Many nights stay awake never nod off
Can't sleep gotta work never call off
Grind don't stop till your soul is with Allah
Voilà
Aww man
Please don't push me to the edge man
I might have to pop off like a can of worms in this bitch
You feel me
You know what I'm saying sometimes though I gotta pop my shit
You gotta let me rock know what I'm saying
And f*ck you if you ever hated my nigga
Two middle fingers to yo bitch ass on my momma
Pop off
Pop off
Pop off
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DisTinct - Pop Off Lyrics
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Aww man
These niggas got me f*cked up on everything I love
I might have to pop off like a can of 7up in this bitch
You know what I'm sayin
Pop off
If you want smoke then I'll pop off
Niggas been a joke you a knock off
You a shell of yourself like sawed-off
Many nights stay awake never nod off
Can't sleep gotta work never call off
Grind don't stop till your soul is with Allah
Voilà
Magic I spit off the matta
You bring smoke and I'll be like a Rasta
Too many hoes wanna be on the roster
They want your money and they feed off the lobster
Second guess who you bring down the altar
Real
Cause trust not given in this world of impostors
I seen it all with my own two eyes
I'm on the move I don't need two guys
From my lows I done reached new highs
Take a step in my own shoe size
Seen your face and you got two sides
I'll be the one to expose u guys
Inside there's a hoe you hide
This light work
Like a mulatto mixed with vitiligo
Watch your back for Jose Alvarados
They can't steal if your foot is on the throttle
A lot of nights alone with many bottles
I had to pour the most up out the nozzles
Through my highs and lows I was on auto-pilot
Vision on ultra-violet
Fishing for peace and quiet
I'll get indecent and violent
If I'm released in that climate
Don't need a reason to riot
Niggas fake demons in private
Aw for real
I might have to pull cards for real
Man that truth might scar for real
Niggas wanna be stars for reel
Claim rap but don't got bars for real
Man let me chill
Fore' I
Pop off
If you want smoke then I'll pop off
Niggas been a joke you a knock off
You a shell of yourself like sawed-off
Many nights stay awake never nod off
Can't sleep gotta work never call off
Grind don't stop till your soul is with Allah
Voilà
Aww man
Please don't push me to the edge man
I might have to pop off like a can of worms in this bitch
You feel me
You know what I'm saying sometimes though I gotta pop my shit
You gotta let me rock know what I'm saying
And f*ck you if you ever hated my nigga
Two middle fingers to yo bitch ass on my momma
Pop off
Pop off
Pop off
These niggas got me f*cked up on everything I love
I might have to pop off like a can of 7up in this bitch
You know what I'm sayin
Pop off
If you want smoke then I'll pop off
Niggas been a joke you a knock off
You a shell of yourself like sawed-off
Many nights stay awake never nod off
Can't sleep gotta work never call off
Grind don't stop till your soul is with Allah
Voilà
Magic I spit off the matta
You bring smoke and I'll be like a Rasta
Too many hoes wanna be on the roster
They want your money and they feed off the lobster
Second guess who you bring down the altar
Real
Cause trust not given in this world of impostors
I seen it all with my own two eyes
I'm on the move I don't need two guys
From my lows I done reached new highs
Take a step in my own shoe size
Seen your face and you got two sides
I'll be the one to expose u guys
Inside there's a hoe you hide
This light work
Like a mulatto mixed with vitiligo
Watch your back for Jose Alvarados
They can't steal if your foot is on the throttle
A lot of nights alone with many bottles
I had to pour the most up out the nozzles
Through my highs and lows I was on auto-pilot
Vision on ultra-violet
Fishing for peace and quiet
I'll get indecent and violent
If I'm released in that climate
Don't need a reason to riot
Niggas fake demons in private
Aw for real
I might have to pull cards for real
Man that truth might scar for real
Niggas wanna be stars for reel
Claim rap but don't got bars for real
Man let me chill
Fore' I
Pop off
If you want smoke then I'll pop off
Niggas been a joke you a knock off
You a shell of yourself like sawed-off
Many nights stay awake never nod off
Can't sleep gotta work never call off
Grind don't stop till your soul is with Allah
Voilà
Aww man
Please don't push me to the edge man
I might have to pop off like a can of worms in this bitch
You feel me
You know what I'm saying sometimes though I gotta pop my shit
You gotta let me rock know what I'm saying
And f*ck you if you ever hated my nigga
Two middle fingers to yo bitch ass on my momma
Pop off
Pop off
Pop off
Writer: Timothy Okafor
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid