Pops
Egor Letov/G.O. Lyrics

When the money coming in
We'll hustle for cash whenever it's available

We gon get it muhfucka
We're determined to make money

Get your money lil n*gga
Go make your own money

Growing up in Southside
Rising in a tough neighborhood

I ain’t never been a sucka
I've never let anyone bully me

I was bucking at them n*ggaz
I fought back against anyone who tried to mess with me

If it’s beef with my n*ggaz
If anyone messes with my friends

Then pop off
We'll start a fight

My n*ggaz known to let them shots off
My friends aren't afraid to use guns to protect themselves

I rep Colli so hard
I represent my community with pride

I should’ve been the mascot
I'm so devoted to Colli that I should be its official symbol

I got the fiends on line
I have customers addicted to the drugs I sell

Like laptops
They're constantly clicking and ordering drugs from me

Spit bars that remind them
My lyrics are like drugs that get them high

Of the crack rocks
My music has the same addictive effect as crack

Click clack
The sound of loading a gun

That’s the sound when the gat cock
When a gun is ready to fire

We stacking
We're accumulating wealth

No throwing up gang signs
We don't need to show gang affiliation to prove ourselves

Bentley’s got a drive
My car has speed and acceleration

Like Kobe on baseline
Like Kobe Bryant's basketball moves

Fuck Em if they hating
We don't care about people who don't like us

N*gga let the bread stack
Let's let the money accumulate

4.5 let off 6
We shoot guns that can fire 6 rounds

I call it headcrack
We aim to injure people by shooting them in the head

If you ain’t know before
If you didn't understand earlier

Now you know the Don spit
Now you understand that I'm a powerful rapper

I’m running with them hawks
I'm hanging out with aggressive people

Like Josh Smith
Like basketball player Josh Smith

Like a bakery
We produce and sell a lot of drugs

You know we getting dough
You know we're making a lot of money

I never cuff a hoe, why
I never settle down with women, why should I?

That’s a double O
It's not necessary, I'm busy making money

Fuck who you are
I don't care about your status or reputation

N*gga who with you
Who's on your team?

Fill you up with lead
Shoot you with bullets

Like a number 2 pencil
Like stabbing someone with a pencil

Smoking like a chimney
We're smoking a lot of weed

Holla at your fucking Don
Talk to me, the leader of the group

Blowing like proximities
We're exploding like bombs

They calling me the fucking bomb
They're calling me the best rapper around

You n*ggas starving
You guys are struggling to make money

And you looking for a fucking meal
You're desperate for cash

I’m just tryna get a fucking deal
I'm trying to negotiate a lucrative contract

And I ain’t worried how another n*gga feel
I don't care about other people's opinions

Get a n*gga killed like that
I can put someone's life at risk easily

Cuz I got stacks
Because I have a lot of money

That’s the art of war scrap
That's how it works in the world of hustling

And if I ain’t home
If I'm not there

Leave that money under the door mat
Leave the money in a hidden place

And if I bang it on you don’t call back
If I 'bang' on you (i.e. knock on the door), don't call back

Where ya balls at
Are you brave enough to confront me?

You a bit too close
You're standing too close to me

You need to fall back
You need to step back

For $15 you’ll get your skull cracked
We can hurt you for a small sum of money

Real rap
This is the truth

I know y’all could feel that
I know you can understand my message

Been there did that
I've experienced everything I'm rapping about

I could get your baby moms
I can seduce your girlfriend

Grandkids kidnapped
Even your grandchildren could be at risk

All he heard was *bang*
He only heard the gunshot

Now he don’t know where his wig at
Now he's dead and his wig is nowhere to be found

No black on black violence though
We don't condone violence between black people

Show me where the pigs at
Show me where the police are

Man I should chill yo
I should calm down

I think I overdid that
I think I went too far

521 ain’t gon like it when he hear dat
Someone named 521 won't be pleased with what I said

I’m from a town
I'm from a rough neighborhood

Where it’s way too weird at
Where strange things happen regularly

Hustling is the thing
Selling drugs is our main activity

But the music is our dreams
But we hope to succeed in the music industry

Tell a n*gga pop off
Challenge someone to start a fight

Time to knuckle up
Time to fight

I shot his top off why
I killed him by shooting his head

Cuz I change my mind
I didn't want to fight him anymore

I ain’t have time to fuck him up
I didn't have the patience to beat him up

Had to make a drop off
Had to deliver drugs to a customer

So my n*ggaz buckle up
So my friends are ready to drive fast and escape police

Got a white hoe driving
A white woman is driving our car to avoid police suspicion

So the cops don’t fuck with us
So the police won't try to stop us for driving suspiciously

It’s sad to say
It's unfortunate

But I deal with racism everyday
I experience discrimination regularly

That’s why I play the parkway
That's why I stay in my neighborhood

Yo what the streets say
What's the word around here?

Call up Mob
Contact our gang

I can get your ass anything
I can get you any drug or weapon you need

But a job
But I can't get you a legitimate job

I ain’t your fucking mom
I'm not responsible for your well-being

Shit right place and right time
Luck plays a big role in our success

I’ll fuck your mom
I'll have sex with your mother

I’ll pop a pill
I'll take drugs

Fuck her till she squeal
Have sex with her until she moans

Probably chill
Then relax

Wait until her daughter come
Wait until her daughter arrives

And see how them tits feel
And touch her breasts

Then I’ll dip
Then I'll leave