Dom Kennedy - Pop Off lyrics

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Dom Kennedy - Pop Off lyrics

[Produced by Radio] [Intro] (Radio) Yeah, yeah, aw man [Hook: Casey Veggies] Party at the spot, it's the pop off Yeah this sh** real, ain't no knock off Real west side winner where it pop off Don't say nothing to me when it pop off When it pop off, yeah it's gon' pop off That's a lame n***a, he is so soft Chilling with some women when it pop off Ain't worried bout nothing, it's gon' pop off [Verse 1: Casey Veggies] Yeah they be on it when it pop off I hear them boys talking but they not involved My podna got some sh** that keep the problems solved I got my game face on for when it's poppin' off For a hundred grand, name a rapper I'll knock 'em off I never see you out when it's poppin' off You the type of n***a try to pay to trust Still I hate it but gotta get your paper up Swear I spit that sh** that'll save you bruh I'm my own hero and I never give it up Give me double digits it can pop off I be on my business and my rap sh** Either these girls really love a n***a Or they do a good job acting So sad saying she shouldn't f** with me But I give her too much satisfaction [Hook: Casey Veggies] [Verse 2: Dom Kennedy] Twenty five bottles tryna pop off Call for ten more get 'em dropped off Any rapper you know, he'll get knocked off In a white Porsche with the top off Went between my legs like I'm Hot Sauce In a Jordan jersey I'm a hot dog Dom and Young Veggies, get ready Party at the all white crib look like Belly Low top Air Force Ones just like Nelly Can't be in a real relationship til I'm married, ayy Now everywhere I go I'm seeing cop cars My little cousins think I'm a rockstar The team gon' shoot when the clock starts OPM baby, hit the pop charts I got a AMG them the stock parts If you can't cook, make a Poptart [Hook: Casey Veggies] [Verse 3: Casey Veggies] Name a rapper I get him, he get knocked off Talkin' nonsense you catch lockjaw Spitting all that sh** that a n***a saw You ain't f**in' with me, tryna build a wall Only got one life, I'm tryna get it all They say a black go getta it's against the law They wanna see us fail so we live it up If I go to jail man I'm breaking out Put your body in a cell, put the mind free To do what you wanna do, be what you wanna be Live life, stay blessed, see what you wanna see One thing I know you'll never find another me She tried to run a tool with this wannabe It's like I got a gold mine in front of me Champagne topped off when it pop off Me and my dogs PNC I'm a mob boss Veggies [Hook: Casey Veggies]

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