Feel Like Pop

[Intro]
Woo, woo
[Chorus]
I got twin Glocks like two bitches (Got a whole lotta shots)
You know Im top, Im too gifted (Wah)
Feel like Im Pop, I move different (Woo)
Amiri jeans, its too fitted (But I still got a chop)
Pop me a Perc I snooze in it (Look)
We on the spot, my Woos in it (Woah)
I got twin Glocks, like two bitches (Got a whole lotta shots)
You know Im top, Im too gifted (Wah)
Feel like Im Pop, I move different ( Woo)
Amiri jeans, its too fitted (But I still got the chop)
Move like the chop got boom in it (Yeah)
We on the spot, my Woos in it (Woah)
[Verse 1]
Thirty on me (Brr, bah)
But I aint the bum totin the stick
Bitch, Im a thot
If I feel like you movin too funny, then you could get hit (Brr, bah)
Jumped off the porch, they threw me in the mix
We NFL, had to call up a blitz
We never miss
Big 092MLBOA all the way up to the Swish
I call up East, you know thats blood
He bring the sitchy, we call that assist
You know the opp, you know his bitch
Im ****in but Im still callin her sis (Ha)
Just hit the mall, I blew a bag
I put a bunch of Dior on my fit (I did)
Im gettin high, talkin to bro
Tellin him what Ima do to my bricks
I take a trip, told her I need the head like a do-rag (I do)
We cannot do bad (Nope)
Im hella blood but Im ****in this bitch in a blue flag
How I do that? (Crip, ha)
I got them toomad (What?)
We out in Cali and Im in a coupe, slide with the roof back (Skrrt)
[Chorus]
I got twin Glocks like two bitches (Got a whole lotta shots)
You know Im top, Im too gifted (Wah)
Feel like Im Pop, I move different (Woo)
Amiri jeans, its too fitted (But I still got a chop)
Pop me a Perc I snooze in it (Look)
We on the spot, my Woos in it (Woah)
I got twin Glocks, like two bitches (Got a whole lotta shots)
You know Im top, Im too gifted (Wah)
Feel like Im Pop, I move different (Woo)
Amiri jeans, its too fitted (But I still got the chop)
Move like the chop got boom in it (Yeah)
We on the spot, my Woos in it (Woah)