Lyrics Till I pop out – Yung Zyre
Till I pop out lyrics
You a bitch lick a dick to a point where you don’t give a shit.
Bitch I went for a walk and teachers all up my on tits,
I tend to make them think I’m friendly till I pop out with this dick,
till I pop out with this bitch, till I pop out with these crips,
till I pop out with clock and shoot him in his dick”
“Dropped outta school now I hopped in a rarri,
Louis on my feet and my neck is Versace remember
those days growing up with no money, now Young Zyre
might pop out in a Audi. Bitches can’t rumble that’s bull
shit pull up to your door real quick no permits.
I got whatchu want whatchu need when you need it,
young boy can’t even do maths he stupid.”
“Young Zyre rapping bitch I ain’t no poet
Always pull up on me ima act like I ain’t know it,
Young Zyre got a Brain but I ain’t even gonna show it,
Young Zyre knows what’s up but I ain’t even gonna show it”
Grown ass men on the block wanna shoot me these bitches wanna
see magic hoodini these teachers looking at me tryna start beef,
got 2s 3s playing football what a athlete. I be hitting 3s got
me feeling like I’m Vanvleet Young Zyre on the track shoutout
my homie SmoothBeats when I came from the streets started balling
in my cleats and I just rapped another rap nickel and if you in
for the me we can pull up take a seat bitch I ain’t in it for
the rap fame you know this shit ain’t free