Pop Out (feat. Nardo Wick)

Under 30, made the Forbes list
 I'm a walking script, record me
 This a .30 and a .40
 Switch make it hit fast as hell
 Bitch told me she pray for me, told her pray for Brodienem in the cell
 I don't got no stylist, Marni shoes and pants, I'm fresh as hell
 Yes, I know what happened, I ain't no rat, so I ain't gon' never tell
 You can follow Baby, won't lead you wrong, bro, I ain't gon' never fail you
 Big was tryna show me the right way to go, I was so rebellious
 Whatever they doin' don't bother me, bro I'm oh so careless
 You the type of guy that want the I for real, you oh so selfish
 I'm the type of guy ready to die for this shit if it gon' prevail us
 I can't sleep, look at this shit I've built, I know they tryna nail us
 Give her two or three thousand off the rip, she said she want her nails done
 Cuban links on just because, this shit really from the mud
 We handled the business like gentlemen, I can't rock with thugs
 Jeff can get ten M's if he needed it, you know I rock with Thug
 All my niggas jack in the boxes, playin', we poppin' up
 Pop up with them switches on
 Pop up with that shit on
 Pop up like my granny, call my granny, lot of chains on
 I might pop up with your bitch, later on I'll send her home
 I heard he heard I hit his bitch, so he don't like to hear my songs
 She said, "Wick you made me sick", how when I'm your medicine?
 Ain't gay, don't go that way at all, but I love that nigga Benjamin
 Chop stick, grrt-bah-bah-bah, keep that for the robber men
 Foreign fabric, cars, and hoes, I'm the only thing American
 I done stuffed a million in the duffle, smurf dollars blue color
 Pull up big body Barbus trucks the new Hummers
 Told me I lay the pipe right, I'm her new plumber
 It's hard to interact with people, I come from the jungle
 We some animals in designer clothes and jewelry
 How we got the same cars they drove in Fast and Furious?
 Why she ask me "Do I love her?", I said "You can't be serious" (uh)
 Cold-hearted, touch my chest and you gon' burr
 Super fast, I'm hit the gas, you hear her skrr-rr
 22, five, lil' rico got him pure
 I was standin' on the block tryna get a rack to buy a Buick
 Now I'm trim, Lamborghini boy, I know you seen that Urus
 If I ever run into your bitch, your love life gon' be ruined
 Take a break, but ain't gon' never gonna stop, this shit to be continued
 From a traphouse, beatin' down the doors to packin' out the venue
 When they catch him, they gon' eat him up, I put him on the menu
 Put piranhas on your ass, three, four hundred on your ass
 Get the switch, she actin' bad, like your mama on your ass
 My first deal was worth a couple mil', I still was sellin' bags
 Maggot bitches trying to tackle me, I'm stiff armin' they ass
 Google said my net worth five mil', I got that shit in cash
 Every day my life go up and up, it's hard for me to get mad
 I'm established, I might pop out, Cactus Jack on like I'm Travis
 They act happy, but as soon as you turn your back, they try to stab you
 I done manifested this shit, as soon as I see it I'm gonna grab it
 I act humble, but you can go and check my numbers, I ain't average
 I be hearin' shit, but you old washed up niggas, I be laughin'
 You don't hear nothing 'bout my young niggas, 'cause they know to put on a mask
 Yeah, pop out with a baddie with me
 Pop up with Lil' Danem with me
 Pop up with that cannon on me
 He can't come, we banned lil' homie