Pop It

Intro Set up shop If  the scores down then we gon shop for opps Watch  the clock Im coming for yall Are you ready or not HitBoy Check  the charts Oh Boutta  break these niggas hearts Oh You wanna play some cards Oh This  is the ace of hearts Oh Check the charts Oh Im finna break these niggas hearts hearts Oh You wanna play some cards Oh This  is the ace of hearts Oh Money in my hand Oh I Uhhuh uhhuh uhhuh Yeah Yeah Hop out   Chorus Juice WRLD Hop out pop it Yeah Fuck your problem Oh yeah Fuck your posse Oh yeah You dont want no problem Want no problem Hop out pop it Huh pop it Fuck your posse Fuck your posse Im off the Perkys with niggas Perkys Fuck your molly Fuck your molly Im in Atlanta with Dracos Talkin that shit get a halo Got your bitch and she gone off the Henno She a drinker she on her alcoholic mind we know With Swervo we gettin the bankrolls Off the Percs while you keeping a dank roll I dont smoke while I pour my lean Herb is it possible to pour up Pasto Verse 1 Juice WRLD Theres a couple dead niggas I know They grave got pissed on by my kinfolk Chicago getting too disrespectful Ten thousand thats on a pea coat Help me hold the drum it doesnt reload Beat on your chest like you talking to King Kong Thats if you get in the way of these bankrolls Woah oh oh   Interlude Juice WRLD G Herbo Right okay alright alright okay alright Hey Swervo Im sick of talking to these niggas I dont think they getting the message like You probably gonna have to just hop on this bitch and just you know make it clear for these dumbasses Yeah Its like man Im a rich ass nigga from Chicago Of course bro Niggas dont be making it out Niggas dont even know me for real man That sad boy shit dont mean shit Uh look   Verse 2 G Herbo Swerv pop out with that Glock out Swerv You already know how I rock out Bitch I get my enemies chopped dead Then ride like Suge with the top down Uh And I dont fuck four seven Uhuh But I got this bitch on lock down Uhhuh Air you dead on the opps that took Roc down Foenem pullin up finna pop now Skrr Once the body drop we wont stop now I gotta hit the road when Im outta town say I got Ms Til I catch him outta bounds oh I got him now And I used to trap before I got an album Me and bro switched shifts so I got an hour Goin brazy on this rap shit got em sour Bitch I feel like I got the power Bitch I dont got no snap I dont got no apps I dont cap on none of that that bapp bitch I got arrested in February yeah but that bitch still on my lap Always safe dont care if they book me anywhere Uhhuh I could describe them shootouts play by play cause I was really there FaceTime Mike Amiri I point out any pair Told GMoney I misplaced the and he aint even really care We blow that money we chase together and we gon chase forever misplace whatever Talk about Ks Berettas hit his face whenever Chorus Juice WRLD Hop out pop it Grah Fuck your problem Fuck your posse You dont want no problem Hop out pop it Fuck your posse Im off the Perkys with niggas Fuck your molly Im in Atlanta with Dracos Talkin that shit get a halo Got your bitch and she gone off the Henno She a drinker she on her alcoholic mind we know With Swervo we gettin the bankrolls Off the Percs while you keeping a dank roll I dont smoke while I pour my lean Herb is it possible to pour up Pasto