Pop Out Lyrics By NBA YoungBoy On NBA Youngboy English 2022. Best Hip Hop Song Pop Out Lyrics in Hindi & English Originally Released on YouTube. Pop Out Song Sung By Popular Singer NBA YoungBoy, Music Composed By NBA Youngboy, and Lyrics Of This Song Are Written By NBA Youngboy. Pop Out Full Song Lyrics By NBA YoungBoy. We Offer Amazing English Songs Lyrics Only on WoLyrics.com
Pop Out Song NBA YoungBoy Details
| Vocal/Singer | NBA YoungBoy |
|---|---|
| Music Comsposer | NBA Youngboy |
| Lyricist | NBA Youngboy |
Pop Out Lyrics NBA YoungBoy
A’ight, before we begin
Baby, you know the rules
No phones, don’t talk about shit we do in the bedroom
‘Cause, ma’, you know I got a family
Matter fact, just eat this dick, call me Jeffery Grahmer
Hahaha, YoungBoy, y’all ready? (Gangsta Grillz)
Um, Jason, we here bro, yeah
Fall, mm, know what I’m sayin’
Lost friends, yeah (808 Mafia)
From the cage to the stage and my name, they scream it all
From no sleep to no eatin’, said, “I gotta make it all”
You love me? Then don’t leave, ’cause I need my family now (DJ Drama)
Oh, oh, oh
Got a text and it ain’t low (Oh, oh, oh)
Bitch, I grew up jackin’ outside that store (Oh, oh, oh)
I been winnin’, tatted all my bros (Oh, oh, oh)
I been lost my patience for a hoe (Oh, oh, YB, have at it)
Pop out, yeah, yeah
All these bitches bad with me and they all tens
And they have their way if they want, they fuck me together
And they know I’ll do it, I’ll tell ’em, “Just be careful”
They know (Brrt, brrt)
Switch on back bro, Glock, my nigga, we don’t fuck with cops (Yeah)
He got dropped, pick up your nigga, what we tell the opps
We wet up blocks, they know we let off shots
Look like they not, but I know that they hurtin’
Yeah, bitch know I ain’t playin’ for, yeah
Bitches ain’t deserve it, spend my everyday time workin’
I got Cartiers on, yeah, my stick hurt, uh
She know I ain’t pay for shit
Just love the way I work it and I love her ass, yeah
Can’t date it, girl, how you try to swerve it
But I ain’t no Swiffer than that .30, he crash
I am not to worry, not nervous
These are no Steph Currys, I step with ’em and they both fall
From the cage to the stage and my name, they scream it all
From no sleep to no eatin’, said, “I gotta make it all”
You love me? Then don’t leave, ’cause I need my family now
Oh, oh, oh
Got a text and it ain’t low (Oh, oh, oh)
Bitch, I grew up jackin’ outside that store (Oh, oh, oh)
I been winnin’, tatted all my bros (Oh, oh, oh)
I been lost my patience for a hoe (Oh, oh)
