Stunna 4 Vegas
Pop Your Shit*
Lyrics from Snippet
[Verse 1: DaBaby]
First off, n***a, I can't name a new label
Like Billion Dollar Baby Entertainment
Turnt up young n***as, just got faded
Barber hit a n***a with the razor (Pop your shit, n***a)
Ridin' like a skater, my momma raised a player (Pop your shit, n***a)
Prolly shoulda called a n***a SEGA
I'm all about the paper (Yeah), richest n***a in my city
N***a livin' like the mothafuckin' mayor
And I keep a pretty bitch pulled up
Ridin' with the chauffeur, I been chillin' with my foot up
N***as all cap, bullshit, n***as pull up (Cap)
Left a PN98, that lil' n***a got the hookup
I'ma make her drop the drawers every time a n***a pull up
Drop it, drop it, drop it, drop it
Every time he turn around, that n***a, he the topic
You would think DaBaby popcorn the way the n***a pop it
You can't stop—
[Verse 2: Stunna 4 Vegas]
I ride like the motherfuckin' president
Rich n***a, can't get out my element
I'm having cake like I hit for a settlement
Bitch, I need them M's, I ain't settlin'
They stealin' the sauce, it's evident
Drop a opp, we won't leave no evidence
Can't beef with a lame, he irrelevant
N***a get out his lane and get Heaven-sent
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