This is a song about "Biggity bop"

Bout that green like baby bop

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

Our songs makes heads pop, an nans ganster bop, limp walking round like they just got shot,

Bout that green like baby bop

I make her cum a lot

And make ya head plop, bop, and stop cause we the rawest around

Waiting holding her stomach but holmes would never find out

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Beep boop bop im a robot girlfriends flowbot this aint co op single fuckin shooter

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Yeah, you feelin' me, more than a hot bop in a wet dream you wish was reality.

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

I'mma make your heads bop until your veins pop

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

From any angle, you can't handle my diddy bop/