Poppin Out

[Chorus: Nardo Wick]
Poppin out with gang-gang, poppin out with gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Gang-gang, gang-gang, gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Everybody scrap back, everybody scrap back (Everybody scrap back)
Everybody scrap back, scrap back (Gang, gang, gang)
Poppin out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin out
Poppin out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin out
Poppin out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin out (Gang-gang)
Poppin out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin out (Gang-gang )

[Verse 1: Nardo Wick]
Im in hood with gang-gang, nigga, got my four with them (My four)
Broke the pistol down and snuck it in, yeah, we got heat with us (Yeah, we got that heat)
Nigga play with gang-gang, better let that hitta bang (Grrah, grrah)
Now everybody bust, start runnin like a marathon
Get his ass (Bah, bah, bah), get his ass (Bah, bah, bah), mhm
Hit that boy from six different sides like a hexagon (Yeah, yeah)
Got my shit, call me LeBron, scorin through that every time (Yeah)
Love Detroit, but he gon bang and that bitch is shootin leprechaun
Wicked man, bitch, Im a don, all my bitches extra fine
And I seen them in the ghetto, why the **** did you stand out there cryin?
Gimme kiss and shut it up, girl, you know I **** with you (You know I **** with you)
Texas go and set him up, girl, you know I **** with you (You know I **** with you)
These niggas be trippin, they be tweakin, (Tweakin, tweakin)
Theseniggas aint gangsta, I be peepin (I be peepin bitches)
These niggas is hoes, I be seein (I be seein that shit)
These niggas be lyin, I believe em, ayy
[Chorus: Nardo Wick]
Poppin out with gang-gang, poppin out with gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Gang-gang, gang-gang, gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Everybody scrap back, everybody scrap back (Everybody scrap back)
Everybody scrap back, scrap back (Gang, gang, gang)
Poppin out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin out
Poppin out with gang -gang, gang-gang poppin out
Poppin out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin out
Poppin out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin out

[Verse 2: BIG30]
Pop out with them killlers, bit, we end a niggas story
We take a nigga out his glory, boy, youre my hitter or shortys
Best not think this shit a game, like, I reach, Ima [?]
Bitch, Im Thirtball, the rapper who put fifties all on forties
Then I spray all, I stand up, whack a murder when we borin
Sinner, he from the studio, get killed all while recordin, blrrrd, blrrrd
Free Shiesty out that cage, shit gettin annoyin
Burnt the whole head up the [?] for some Jordans
A matter of time, dont ask me for my strap, pussy , of course
Two switches on me now, we got more shots than a [?], blrrrd, blrrrd
Ayy, pussy, of course
Two switches on me now, we got more shots than a [ ?]
Two switches on me now, I get him whacked [?] for it
Twoswitches on me now, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd
[Chorus: Nardo Wick]
Poppin out with gang-gang, poppin out with gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Gang -gang, gang-gang, gang-gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Everybody scrap back, everybody scrap back (Everybody scrap back)
Everybody scrap back, scrap back (Gang, gang, gang)
Poppin out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin out
Poppin out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin out
Poppin out with gang-gang, gang-gang poppin out
Poppin out with gang -gang, gang-gang poppin out