200$ Pop

[Intro: YSR Gramz]
I be up gettin' to this money like I can’t sleep
I be up gettin' to this money like I—
(Enrgy made this one)

[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
I be up gettin' to this money like I hate sleep
I just bought an eight of green lean from my auntie
If you start shit talkin’ like us, maybe you can make it
You wanna know if the pill real as hell? Try to break it
He got a gun on him, my nigga tryna slime him for his Drakey
It's like they love fake lean, I'm finna buy some cases
It's a switchy on this glizzy, hit the trigger, it ain't got no safety
This a GTA Glock, hit his ass, now his ass wasted
I'm a Black nigga, love a lightskinned bitch with some braces
This a two-hundred-dollar pop, nigga, you can't taste it
I got Chrome Heart on, bitch, you can't break it
You knew that bitch pussy stank, but you still ate it
I’ll pick Rubi Rose over Jayda Wayda
It’s a scope on ARP, I ain't gotta chase ’em
Bro'll walk your ass down like that nigga Jason
You either gon' let me fuck or not, I don't do relations

[Verse 2: Babyfxce E]
Man, these niggas take shots from the 40 without no chaser
The boys seen the ’Cat up on the Charger, so they is not gon' chase it
Six-two with a Supercharger, this is not no basic
Slide on a nigga with revolver, they is not gon' trace it
Raheem ain't dead, somebody shot him
Thot bitches gave Gramz some head off a bottle
We ridin' in the car with more switches than your mama
Pull up like Loc Dog with all sticks up in the truck like, "Do we have a problem?"
Fucked the first night without a rubber, I usually have a condom
Ayy, tell me why I just popped this nigga, wait, who you got around you?
Hittin' Targets with no mask on 'cause I'm an out-of-towner
Niggas swear they really in the field, but they some out-of-bounders

[Verse 3: GrindHard E]
My bitch be trippin' even if I— alright
My bitch be trippin' even if I'm with her or I'm not around her
I knew as a kid I'd be bad playin' cops and robbers
You can come and spend some money with me, I am not gon' rob you
Almost caught a bitch nigga trippin' tryna change his tires
Mad he was gone when I came back, I had to change the tire
Nigga ask the prices on the drank, had to change the buyer
Rite-Aid ain't have the right syrup, had to change to Meijer
Thought this lil' chick had her license, had to change the driver
Smoked a zip and poured an eight, got me cottonmouth
Niggas talk, but ain't gon' do shit, just got a lot of mouth
If they pop they pussy in the window, throw her out, that mean that they ain't got no house
Fucked a bitch, she ate dick all day, you had to take her out
Damn, and I heard you ate her out
Just got a pint, we just poured two fours, it's like an eight around
Nigga blowin' up my phone, I told him, "I'll give you extra if you wait around"
Went and hit a lick, kicked the door and caught 'em slippin', they was layin' down