pop music Songtext

All I wanna do is pop
With a bad bitch givin' me top (Bad bitch givin' me top), hmm
Heard her boyfriend rockin' crocs (Boyfriend a nerd)
All I wanna do is— (Huh, huh)
All I wanna do is—, all I wanna do is pop

So much money on the floor, look like we goin' broke, huh
Hit the gas, shit, I can't feel it 'til I'm on the road
Geeked, I'm so motherfuckin' high, feel like I'm on pole
Reek, when I light this, this shit stink, I'm goin' slo-mo
Ah, I can't even lie
What you livin' for? Or are you just not tryna die
Why? Where's your fuckin' purse?
Can you brеak the curse? Make thеse tires hit the dirt

All I wanna do is pop, hmm
And never stop (Never stop)
All the people 'round you cops, mm
And the other half on them rocks, hmm
All I wanna do is pop With a bad bitch givin' me top (Bad bitch givin' me top), hmm
Heard her boyfriend rockin' crocs (Boyfriend a nerd)
All I wanna do is— (Huh, huh)
All I wanna do is—, all I wanna do is pop