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Pop Shit

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Pop Shit

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Ayy

Dy krazy

Ayy, you know who done fucked up right, you

Uh

Yeah, you

Yo, you too nigga

Yo yo, you too nigga

Let me pop my shit, yeah you too nigga

Backends we get, pop it

8-8-808 mafia

Your ho been hit

Oh you talkin' 'bout your bitch?

The wrist been lit (ice)

Live like this

Nah for real nigga

Hundred k spent on my wrist lil' nigga

Breakin' that pot and that dope gon' triple

I left a tip for your bitch my nigga

I fuck her mouth, her throat got bigger

Pull up and hop out the car, drip

Fuck on a bitch, she a star, drip

Buy it and fuck what it cost, drip

Try it and get knocked off, brrt

They gon' eat the dab up, jaws

Never shop, crib came with a mall

Free my niggas that's behind the wall

Ain't gon' stop till they free my niggas all

I can make a movie, seagal

No dribble, I ball

And roll up a backwood with cookie as fat as a log

Then hop in the frog

I'ma go and pop my shit

I'ma pull up at six

Number one, first draft pick

Coupe, it came with the kit

Real niggas all around me

Lot of pussy niggas still exist

Draco right under my trench

Starter bitches on my bench

The cookie pack came dense

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop shit

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit (pop)

Pop shit, pop-pop-pop shit

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop shit (pop)

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop shit

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit (pop)

Pop shit, pop-pop-pop shit

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop shit (pop)

I'ma gon' to pop my shit

Hold on, let me talk my shit

Tell her don't look my way

Nigga, I'll buy your bitch

No wings attached

You don't get fly like this

No strings attached

I'ma pop my shit

Don't be poppin', get caught with the sawed-off (poppin')

Whippin' cocaine, cookin' product (coke)

Break down the dope like it's sawdust (break down)

Look what the grind done bought us (look)

Catch the bitches (catch), but I don't fetch the bitches (no)

Catch your bitch, I ain't hit her, I was thinkin' about your feelings (here you go)

I'ma glide on your bitch, do you hear me? (glide)

Shooter on the bench and pop wheelies (brrt)

Qc nigga, pop millions (woo)

We ain't gonna talk about the feelings (nah)

We ain't gotta talk about the gremlins (nah)

Paid shooters 'round me chillin' (bow)

Pop it off baby, start kneeling (pop it off)

Give me my racks off the dribble (racks)

My papa pull up in a lizard (pull up)

The eyes on that bitch like a gizzard (eyes)

I get the money so vivid (racks)

Young nigga I'm makin' history (history)

Set not going for dissing (nah)

On a jet when I'm flying the distance (jet)

Bad bitch she an assistant (bitch)

Drive the bricks to Michigan (woo)

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop shit

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit (pop)

Pop shit, pop-pop-pop shit

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop shit (pop)

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop shit

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit (pop)

Pop shit, pop-pop-pop shit

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop shit (pop)

I'ma gon' to pop my shit

Hold on, let me talk my shit

Tell her don't look my way

Nigga, I'll buy your bitch

No wings attached

You don't get fly like this

No strings attached

I'ma pop my shit

Pop my shit, I pop it (pop it)

Whole lotta bullets in the cartridge

Told 'em, trust the process (trust it)

I'ma break em down, diagnostics (break it)

Cup of the drank too toxic (woo)

Stashin' the pint in the cockpit (stashin')

Your bitch want my kids, she swallowed it (uhh)

Came back up for oxygen (up)

Fn make a nigga move (move, move)

Put a fuck nigga on the news (news, news)

Mama drunk, let you drank booze (mama)

'Cause her son done turned into food (damn)

Big name came with the weight (woo)

Rear cam all in the plates (yeah)

Mix it in dog food, baked (skrt)

Finesse me a nigga out of state (jugg)

You turned to a woman, cait (jenner)

Crisp back the lawn, mow the snakes (renter)

Stick to the money, pace (stuck)

Hit the gas to the top, it's a race (top)

My wrist, can't stop, ma$e (woo)

Give a bitch my cock, the taste (here)

Got a m in the locked suitcase (cash)

Mama found it when she broke the vase (damn ma)

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop shit

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit (pop)

Pop shit, pop-pop-pop shit

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop shit (pop)

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop shit

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit (pop)

Pop shit, pop-pop-pop shit

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop shit (pop)

I'ma gon' to pop my shit

Hold on, let me talk my shit

Tell her don't look my way

Nigga, I'll buy your bitch

No wings attached

You don't get fly like this

No strings attached

I'ma pop my shit

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Migos performs "Pop Shit", and this lyric page sits inside the Migos catalog on LyroVerse.

Are there related songs to explore after "Pop Shit"?

Yes. The related section below points to Auto Pilot (Huncho On The Beat) and Bachelor with a short reason for opening each page next.

Where can I find more songs by Migos?

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