Lil Uzi Vert - POP

Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Pop that ass, pop that ass, do the dash
I be runnin' out of gas
Every time I go to the mall just to pop the tags
I don't really cop nothin' at the mall
First time at the mall, copped it all
Said, "A hundred thousand," so I dropped it all
And that wasn't my whole bankroll
Body roll, waist roll, waist roll
Make a b*tch do what I say so
Waist trained, got a bitch, taste just like ice cream
Read her text, she said, "Girl, I scream"
Shot a n*gga with a 17
Lil Uzi, yeah, I'm from the 16
Got a million, no Christine
Neck gleam, wrist gleam, fist gleam
Lil' n*gga but I'm doin' big things
You ain't ever seen a nigga this clean
Pants cost two K, big jeans
And my shoes cost like sixteen
Hunnid, n*gga, that's just what I bleed
Turned a dead nigga to a blunt of weed
And that last boy taste like Reggie
'Cause I just lit up Philly