YKTV (feat. A Boogie Wit da Hoodie & YG)

Oh yeah I'm sorry I didn't mean to say all that I should've opened with a reading of the scripture from the Book of Popoff Every time I pop out it pop off YKTV got the top off Private estate I'm a mob boss Every time I pop out it pop off YKTV God's Son they call me Son ain't no son'in me Ran a hundred M's bitch I'm running things Paper power pussy that should come in threes What you think I owe you somethin' girl for fuckin' me Imagine Lil Uzi on a Preemo beat Imagine N A S on a Migo beat Hip Hop culture Henny on coasters Watching hundred inch screens see who sittin' with Oprah Black Phantoms women comin' in tandems Bags are Lanvin she prayin' she don't get abandoned Bag big from layin' these ad-libs My photo the Jordan logo for this rap shit Oculus VR that's how I see shit I can't let you drive the boat if you get seasick Draped in all red she thought I was Whoopty 4 a.m. still goin' I'm not even whoozy Let your friends catch a ride whip only got two seats Slip N Side thru Miami she got on a two piece I'm on her body she a homebody Hope them killers don't catch no bodies Every time I pop out it pop off YKTV got the top off Private estate I'm a mob boss Every time I pop out it pop off You wanted to talk ain't no talkin' it out Huh, put it in your mouth, fuck you talkin' about Every time they play this song she like this is my shit' But I really wanna know do you love me and I So my name and when you say it baby call me Artist Don't be afraid to ride my wave ma it's a tsunami And when I wasn't gettin' paid them bitches wasn't on me And you can tell I got my weight up just look at the car key A bunch of Givenchy, look I pop off ha I copped the Avenny might top off ha They not really A Boogie they just knockoffs ha Big rock in these chains but it's not yours ha Been jackin Esco-bars like he Pablo ha Put my tip inside of wolves like shit was hollow ha My niggas innocent behind rules but they Ralo ha And every time they pop off I pop out Every time I pop out it pop off YKTV got the top off Private estate I'm a mob boss Every time I pop out it pop off Hey there I'm Peter Popoff and it's about to pop off Four hunnid Hunnid deep in a club I'm a mob boss Big Blood drip know it's hot sauce Found a crib got my side bitch in a high loft Girls goin' wild bitch take your top off Show no love bitch I'm in love with Saint Laurent The Louis Vuitton ain't dropped yet but I got it on I just made yo' favorite singer come out her thong I just ran a money play with Scooter Braun Drop a car note on yo' head act stupid with' it Bitch bitch my jewels ain't rented, the coupes ain't rented Bitch play them cards with no limit Stars in the ceilin' Bitch I work hard on the money I'm harvestin' millions I just put my name on the platinum you trappin' and dealin' Niggas niggas say that they game but I'm actually in it I'm Tom Brady in the field I make all the decisions The video got shot up and I green lit it Every time I pop out it pop off YKTV got the top off Private estate I'm a mob boss Every time I pop out it pop off YKTV You know the vibes QB to South side North side, Far Rock, LeFrak, Brooklyn Bronx, Harlem, Staten Island we outside Highbridge to Compton, yeah