Diverse One & Royal G - Pop II lyrics

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Diverse One & Royal G - Pop II lyrics

(intro) Now, to end this show We got one more act Enjoy (verse 1: royal g) Got everybody on the edge of they seat 'cuz they wanna see how one mc Can be so fu*kin' easy-goin' on a rap I'm movin' packs, i'm movin' kilos You fu*kers can't even pop pistols i kill you then i stick you in your window I feel the bass, i got my pace, so let me race till i escape, the mighty cage, i'm so enslaved q is)ii iiwii (my thoughts emerge and raise I hold 'em like a blade that's on my waist that's how i waste a rapper, want a taste? I give you all a fraction of the face So you can feel the pride i wallow in Or should i say i revel in? Would that be a tad bit mo' evident? Shut the fu*k up, it's the same exact sentiment Never been so sentimental on a track Till i got my first taste of the crack Now i can't stop spilling my feelings Takin' opinions, stackin' them, makin' a million back in paris, expensive habits Snow, i gotta have it, or i'll cause a fu*king havoc When i'm gonna pop the fu*k up in the spot I got a glock up in my pockets, plus A colt tucked so bold, i'm so appalled what, you tryna get popped? Vato'll have yo' ass shot! Thang go ra-ta-ta-ta All you feel is a blood clot stuck Then you say "everything just got dark" So my glock got you heavenly thrills You tasted how my weaponry feels i am not cappin' for real When will you realize that i'm gonna put a motherfu*king bullet in your fu*king head, b*tch {bridge} Wait lemme handle this situation (nah man lemme do it and i'll be in) (don't call for a spar when can't throw, b*tch) Cmon royal g show em how it go (hook: royal g) Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, b*tch Yeah, i got a semi-automatic Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it, b*tch Yeah, i'm so erratic, i done had it Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, b*tch Yeah, i got a semi-automatic Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it, b*tch Yeah, i'm so erratic, i done had it Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, b*tch Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it, b*tch (verse 2: diverse one) Our show, our show, our show Glitz to the glam and the glow All this gold (yeah) it got not knowing how to act I'm fallin' and i can't turn back (r.i.p prodigy) Cartier in the brain, patek be in the heart Vardy play it's insane, havoc split into parts Burn indica then throw it in your face Cuz you're a representative of it and it's too late For comin' back, i show no tolerance towards no corruption, volcano eruption But i won't make assumptions So my eyes don't lie, they ain't lazy or something (nah) Nah it's been a great show, big split like bezos Been causin' an emotion tornado But goodbye for real now, ion know what to say yo But see you in the city it's gon get halo Bye! (audience cheering)