Pop Up - SHORELINE MAFIA

Yeah, yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey

Shoreline Mafia man

Huh, what, what

Fenix Flexin, Fenix Flexin, ayy, Fenix Flexin, ayy

Shootin' out the Uber when we pop up

Shoreline, we the motherfuckin' mafia

Yo, I don’t fuck with snakes or no imposters

Sippin' lean at Mastro’s, eatin' lobster

If you ain’t knowin' yet boy, we a problem

Pull up at his house and then we pop him (Pop, pop, pop)

Ain’t no peace treaty, that’s no option (Nope)

Ain’t no peace treaty, that’s no option (Nah, nah)

Money call my name (Wah), hold up, fuck the fame (Fuck it)

Girl these not no Skatehouse, these are Alexander Wangs (Damn)

Baby girl you cute but I can’t trust you with my name (Ok)

Baby girl I’m cool, I got a pill for everything (Wah)

Pour up my bro, this syrup wash away the pain (Pain)

Codeine in my liver, I got xannies in my brain (Xans)

Swear this bitch look stupid but she givin' up the brain

Pass it to my woe, he pass the blunt, yes we hit strange (Yo)

Famous in my city nigga, you can keep the fame (For real)

Girl you lookin' shitty, think your weave could use a change

Boy you lookin' broke, I think you could use some change

Neck it lookin' lonely, I think I could use some chains

Pocket lookin' swollen 'cause you know I keep the bang (Bling)

Salty 'cause your bitch on Twitter lookin' up my name (Plow, plow)

Damn your nigga lame, girl you cute, that’s a shame

I do magic with the dope like my name was David Blaine, yeah

Shootin' out the Uber when we pop up (Damn)

Shoreline, we the motherfuckin' mafia (Wha)

I don’t fuck with snakes or no imposters (Nah)

Sippin' lean at Mastro’s, eatin' lobster (Damn)

If you ain’t knowin' yet boy, we a problem

Pull up at his house and then we pop him (For real)

Ain’t no peace treaty, that’s no option

Ain’t no peace treaty, that’s no option

On the phone, I’m taking orders while a nigga half asleep

Told my baby weigh it out, make sure she do it accurately

Bushin' down your baby hairs while I’m bustin' 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 doin' numbers, she don’t need a money counter

My lil bitch she down to set you up, well I’m so glad that I found her

She gon' count the cake up, let her do her make up (Yeah)

And she not fuckin' on niggas if we go and break up (For real)

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

Shootin' out the Uber when we pop up

Shoreline, we the motherfuckin' mafia (Damn)

I don’t fuck with snakes or no imposters (Nah)

Sippin' lean at Mastro’s, eatin' lobster (Bling)

If you ain’t knowin' yet boy, we a problem (For real)

Pull up at his house and then we pop him (Pop, pop, pop, pop)

Ain’t no peace treaty, that’s no option (Nah)

Ain’t no peace treaty, that’s no option (No way, take off, take off)