Pop Off

歌詞

Them motherfuckers be like, "But what type of niggas will wife you?" My type of niggas will wife me! The type of niggas that like bitches that pop off and suck dick all day motherfuckin' long, bitch Thanks to all my followers that always defended me, y'all like my god brothers and god sisters. I would dead jump in your fight, I would dead jump in your fight. Now what's poppin? Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war? They talkin' shit? I'm takin' tops off Jeans, off Weaves, off Rings, off Everythin', off Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war? They talkin' shit? I'm takin' tops off Jeans, off Weaves, off Rings, off Everythin', off I'm startin' to lose my patience, weak bitches hatin' Bitches throwing subs like I won't kick your face in Baby mama's mad 'cause I'm in first place, and When it comes to you bitch, there's no conversation I been to give it up grimy, I'm the Bronx bitch, I'm feisty "Cardi why you feisty?" Shut up bitch, fight me NY raised and so you know it's very likely That when I hear some shit that I don't like, I get hype B Who would wanna wife me? Your nigga wanna wife me You think 'cause I'm a stripper hoe, that nigga won't think twice B? Put this pussy on his face, ride that shit nicely Set his ass up, then you really ain't gon' like me So what you tryna do? You and you and you I feel some type a way, a bitch finna get loose Tell me what's the deal? I'm 'bout to start the hill The wig is comin' off, shit 'bout to get real Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war? They talkin' shit? I'm takin' tops off Jeans, off Weaves, off Rings, off Everythin', off Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war? They talkin' shit? I'm takin' tops off Jeans, off Weaves, off Rings, off Everythin', off Got beef with Cardi B? I'm poppin' off Shit get hectic? I'ma drop it off Oh you shinin'? Your chain and your watch is off You was never with this shit, nigga, knock it off Youse a pussy, and your whole block is soft You caught feelings, could she ain't even drop you off You thought that bag was gettin' you pussy, not at all You was gettin' lied, you ain't know she made that call To the dog's dinner, and they starvin' I gotta feed all 'em I'ma get that nigga, you gon' get that bitch What they thought switched 'cause we both got rich? Nah, we on the same time You got yours, I got mine You got a problem, get in line It's Cardi B, and 2 times Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war? They talkin' shit? I'm takin' tops off Jeans, off Weaves, off Rings, off Everythin', off Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war? They talkin' shit? I'm takin' tops off Jeans, off Weaves, off Rings, off Everythin', off Shit, that bitch six three and she bodied Superman calves, and her shoulder somethin' retarded I ain't backin' down, Cardi got the heart regardless You gon' have to knock me out if you think I'ma forfeit Gang gang, squad up, and have my niggas all on it Pay a couple niggas and they had you out in a coffin And I put that on my life, I really don't do this often But the way I'm feelin' now, like whatever, I'm on it Have you laid out on the stretcher with your socks off Had the pastor prayin', like, "Sorry for your, loss" Throw dirt on my name, you better pop off My name ring bells like Mayweather, box off I'm Cardi B, east coast newest contender 5'3" lookin' good with the nails bananas Freddy Kruger on these bitches, I cut their lights off Should have read the memo, Cardi B pops off