- ScHoolboy Q Pop Shit 歌詞
- ScHoolboy Q
- Yeah, uh
Uh, yeah
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit
Wait, ride with my block, ride with my steez, pop shit
I aint need help, I got the keys, locksmith
**** who the best, I clean up mess, mop shit
Get shit off my chest, I took too many steps, Rocket
James Harden, my fame gone and my game on
When I get back, leave, and they all find us, I cant father
And a lot haters said I could, became your father
Thats just Pac shit, now I pop shit, REAS in cockpits
Wait , high as planes, my stock raised, lets be honest
Feel like Giannis Antetokoumnpo
These niggas is too slow, found me a loophole
Competition, I been takin care of niggas, its a group home
Stacks, been gettin money, spittin crack in inner cities
Rap game, had to stick my foot in
Like eenie-meenie-minie-moe to you niggas
Feel like the GOAT to you niggas
Also known as Prince of Del Amo to you niggas, wait
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit (Wait)
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit (Wait)
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit (Wait, wait)
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit (Yeah)
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit (Yeah)
Ride with my block, ride with my block,pop shit (Uh, yo)
Dance on my heels, mom in this still
Plug in my wheel, dubs what I fear
Ride for my tears, wait
Die for my block, rise in that pot
Lead to my opps, dead in that box
Storms in my bop (Woo)
God in my rack, shells on that ass and I know it (Yeah)
How dare niggas speak my name and they aint glowin? (What?)
Jumpin up that big boy thing, the gun smokin (Uh)
Whats back seatin when loccin, was no gimme (Ayy)
Now benji, ayy, its Blueface, baby, and Im greedy (Blueface baby)
Ee-ee-uh, chef boy groovy while yall sleepin, yo, we face the ayy
Nine years in and its still pink, yo, lets go for ten, uh
That was Snuggie, he got them Ms, huh (Yeah)
Benz, rim rub, big bank, the main shooter (Shooter)
The house, tulips palm trees, the crib Cuba ( Yeah)
The ox bandit, black face, the crash landin
The gun tote out, one dream, to win, sold out (Brrt)
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit
Ride with my block, ride with my block, pop shit
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