Zaratti, Jonny Beats - Pop Up Lyrics

Mexican bitch call me papa
I swear that i got all these problems
We stay in the shop with no pop up
And I swear to my god on my father
I gotta stay true to myself
Hefe told me you don't need no help
You insane keep a V on my belt
Smoking green nigga what's that smell
Mexican bitch call me papa
I swear that i got all these problems
We stay in the shop with no pop up
And I swear to my god on my father
I gotta stay true to myself
Hefe told me you don't need no help
You insane keep a V on my belt
Smoking green nigga what's that smell
My latina bae call me papi
And I ain't gone trip cause she got me
To many moving to sloppy
I'ma one time thing no copy
And I know I can't make a mistake
Real one's told me always think straight
Yea they got me out my ways
Taught me how to make them plays
You niggas chase clout
You niggas love juice
But you ain't omar epps up on top of that roof
And you old niggas really been losing yo cool
Nigga almost forty tryna hop in the booth
And these bitches getting bold dawg
Let her play her part see what she on dawg
But the second she old news she gone be gone dawg
They ain't sick enough
He think his bitch in love
He need to give it up
She got his ass trippin up
Niggas switching up
And they ain't even hit him up
Might have to drop a body tell the medics pick him up
Can't trick my life off
Over no bitch
She want a king you ain't even her prince
Now I told you some shit should've took it and dipped
If yo shawty slide thru she gone slide on this dick
Mexican bitch call me papa
I swear that i got all these problems
We stay in the shop with no pop up
And I swear to my god on my father
I gotta stay true to myself
Hefe told me you don't need no help
You insane keep a V on my belt
Smoking green nigga what's that smellMexican bitch call me papa
I swear that i got all these problems
We stay in the shop with no pop up
And I swear to my god on my father
I gotta stay true to myself
Hefe told me you don't need no help
You insane keep a V on my belt
Smoking green nigga what's that smell

Mexican bitch call me papa
I swear that i got all these problems
We stay in the shop with no pop up
And I swear to my god on my father
I gotta stay true to myself
Hefe told me you don't need no help
You insane keep a V on my belt
Smoking green nigga what's that smell
Mexican bitch call me papa
I swear that i got all these problems
We stay in the shop with no pop up
And I swear to my god on my father
I gotta stay true to myself
Hefe told me you don't need no help
You insane keep a V on my belt
Smoking green nigga what's that smell
My latina bae call me papi
And I ain't gone trip cause she got me
To many moving to sloppy
I'ma one time thing no copy
And I know I can't make a mistake
Real one's told me always think straight
Yea they got me out my ways
Taught me how to make them plays
You niggas chase clout
You niggas love juice
But you ain't omar epps up on top of that roof
And you old niggas really been losing yo cool
Nigga almost forty tryna hop in the booth
And these bitches getting bold dawg
Let her play her part see what she on dawg
But the second she old news she gone be gone dawg
They ain't sick enough
He think his bitch in love
He need to give it up
She got his ass trippin up
Niggas switching up
And they ain't even hit him up
Might have to drop a body tell the medics pick him up
Can't trick my life off
Over no bitch
She want a king you ain't even her prince
Now I told you some shit should've took it and dipped
If yo shawty slide thru she gone slide on this dick
Mexican bitch call me papa
I swear that i got all these problems
We stay in the shop with no pop up
And I swear to my god on my father
I gotta stay true to myself
Hefe told me you don't need no help
You insane keep a V on my belt
Smoking green nigga what's that smellMexican bitch call me papa
I swear that i got all these problems
We stay in the shop with no pop up
And I swear to my god on my father
I gotta stay true to myself
Hefe told me you don't need no help
You insane keep a V on my belt
Smoking green nigga what's that smell