Pop Up

(album: Party Pack - 2018)

[Fenix:]
Yeah, yeah, hey, hey hey hey
Shoreline Mafia man
Huh, what, what
Fenix Flexin, Fenix Flexin, ayy, Fenix Flexin, ayy

Shooting out the Uber when we pop up
Shoreline, we the motherfucking mafia
I don't fuck with snakes or no imposters
Sipping lean at Mastro's, eating lobster
If you ain't knowing yet boy, we a problem
Pull up at his house and then we pop him
Ain't no peace treaty, that's no option
Ain't no peace treaty, that's no option

Money call my name, hold up, fuck the fame
Girl these not no Skatehouse, these are Alexander Wangs
Baby girl you cute but I can't trust you with my name
Baby girl I'm cool, I got a pill for everything
Pour up my bro, this syrup wash away the pain
Codeine in my liver, I got xannies in my brain
Swear this bitch look stupid but she giving up the brain
Pass it to my woe, he pass the blunt, yes we hit strange
Famous in my city nigga, you can keep the fame
Girl you looking shitty, think your weave could use a change
Boy you looking broke, I think you could use some change
Neck it looking lonely, I think I could use some chains
Pocket looking swollen 'cause you know I keep the bang
Salty 'cause your bitch on Twitter looking up my name
Damn your nigga lame, girl you cute, that's a shame
I do magic with the dope like my name was David Blaine, yeah

Shooting out the Uber when we pop up
Shoreline, we the motherfucking mafia
I don't fuck with snakes or no imposters
Sipping lean at Mastro's, eating lobster
If you ain't knowing yet boy, we a problem
Pull up at his house and then we pop him
Ain't no peace treaty, that's no option
Ain't no peace treaty, that's no option

[Ohgeesy:]
On the phone, I'm taking orders while a nigga half asleep
Told my baby weigh it out, make sure she do it accurately
Bushing down your baby hairs while I'm busting down a P
If I tell her bust it open she gon' bust it wide for me
Get the boats, get it sold, I'm the best, she the GOAT
My lil baby keep me float, she gon' lie up under oath
All my weapons she gon' tote, Alexander Wang her coat
Man we flier than the most, save the xan, can't make a toast, yeah
My lil baby doing numbers, she don't need a money counter
My lil bitch she damn near sexual, well I'm so glad that I found her
She gon' count the cake up, let her do her make up
And she not fucking on niggas if we go and break up
Real bitch, real thick, real nigga, real clique
Real poles, real sticks, real dope, real bricks
Real pour, real sick, real bitch, real thick
Real nigga fuck with bitch, real nigga know the biz, ayy

[Fenix:]
Shooting out the Uber when we pop up
Shoreline, we the motherfucking mafia
I don't fuck with snakes or no imposters
Sipping lean at Mastro's, eating lobster
If you ain't knowing yet boy, we a problem
Pull up at his house and then we pop him
Ain't no peace treaty, that's no option
Ain't no peace treaty, that's no option