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William Crooks – Popout Lyrics

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Yuh Dylan Brady
Throw them hands in the pit
If you really bout that shit
Throw them hands in the pit
If you really bout that shit
Throw them hands in the pit
Yah, yah

Pop out Lil bitch
Pull up
Gas tank What?
Im full up
Loud pack
Yeah, I smoke that
Pop out
Goddamn, my wrist go
New coke, Slurpee
Too high Yeah
Nosebleeds
I dont give a fuck about shit
Knock a simp lights out
Then I roll up, smoke weed
Haha
Yall talk
Too much
Its like
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Shut up
Boy if you dont shut yo bitch ass up
Pull up, pop out
Better throw hands
Better wile out
Wrist go five pound
Goodnight, lights out

Punch out my lights
I been so lost without your love
Only thing that helps me now
Can someone please fuck me up?
Yeah, throw them motherfucking hands, boy

Pop, lil bitch
Open up the pit
Throw them hands and hit
Give a fuck, get a stitch
Imma punch em in the lip Pop, pop
I got blood on my timbs
I got blood on my
Oh shit, yo I think that guys actually fucking hurt bro
What the fuck?
Damn, he got knocked the fuck out
Fuck a Lyft
They gon take me home in a ambulance Fuck
Poppin xans with EMTS
Call that shit Mercedes Benz Yuh
Im about to hit the piss, yuh, yuh
Im about to smack a simp Bop, bop
Uh, is you tough boy?
I really doubt it Yeah
Throw them hands if you really bout it Yeah
Throw a elbow or two
If you really bout that shit, yuh
Throw yo fuckin shoes, bitch

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