Yo Gotti, DJ Drama - Pop My Shit Lyrics

Pop yo' shit
Who pop that shit better than me?
I been poppin'
If it ain't Dram, then it's a nah (Dramatic)
Ain't no replacements

Yuh, let me pop my shit
Niggas flat out hatin' (for what?)
You ain't no opp of shit
Hah, yeah, and we opposite
I be on that straight get to the money, don't make me drop some shit

(Gangsta)
Let me explain what I mean
At this point in 2023, somebody might have to step in
And break up this monopoly I got on the mixtape game
It's gettin' unfair
(Gangsta Grillz)

Yuh, let me pop my shit
Niggas flat out hatin' (for what?)
You ain't no opp of shit
Hah, yeah, and we opposite
I be on that straight get to the money, don't make me drop some shit

You might catch me in a tux' (suited)
Factory on the Phantom, and you pussies know what's up (know what's up)
Bowtie on my collar, hundred thousand dollars
And my slippers sayin' Prada
And my ho don't give me problems
My net worth unidentified, I got twelve million in watches (woo)
I'm a street nigga, I know how to hide it
Got forty million in property
And it's all there
Why you tough-ass niggas be shootin' at God, ya'll hittin' all air
My cars ain't no flex to me
Any bitch stand next to me, she gotta put my ex to sleep (okay, okay)
She can't get these racks from me, gotta arch that back for me
Wake her up, put her back to sleep (yuh)
Wake her up, tell her rub my feet (okay)
Tell the world how you fuck with me now

Pop yo' shit
Yuh, let me pop my shit
Niggas flat out hatin'
You ain't no opp of shit
Hah, yeah, and we opposite
I be on that straight get to the money
Don't make me drop some shit (pah, pah)
Yuh, let me pop my shit
Niggas flat out hatin' (niggas hatin')
You ain't no opp of shit
Hah, yeah, and we opposite
I be on that straight get to the money, don't make me drop some shit

Seven days a week, I can fly private if I wanted to (yeah, yeah)
I'm consistent, I won't ever let up if I wanted you
I'm persistent, I see every detail and won't skip a step
Real leader, won't tell my dog do somethin' I wouldn't do myself
We pick up Chanel (Chanel), and we leave Fendi on the shelf
Yo' rocks big as hell, went to the jeweler, couldn't help myself
Million in a duffie, bought my son a fluffie
Plug trust me, weed musty
Streets love me, and I love 'em back
Gave my bitch a million
She been turnin' up, don't know how to act
Here's another million, better flip that shit and bring it back
Real hustler, so that's the type of shit that I attract
And she turn me on, ridin' that dick and talkin' 'bout a sack

Pop yo' shit
Yuh, let me pop my shit
Niggas flat out hatin' (niggas hatin')
You ain't no opp of shit
Hah, yeah, and we opposite
I be on that straight get to the money
Don't make me drop some shit (pah, pah)
Yuh, let me pop my shit
Niggas flat out hatin' (niggas hatin')
You ain't no opp of shit
Hah, yeah, and we opposite
I be on that straight get to the money, don't make me drop some shit
Dramatic, nigga
(I be on that straight get to the money)
(And we opposite)
(I be on that straight get to the money)
Don't make me drop some shit