This is a song about "Bop it"

Im in it to win it. i did it. i killed it.

We never tattle, let god handle that

It makes me sad to see it

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

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

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

It ain't like that

Whatever started it

Bout that green like baby bop

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Stop it, drop it, because i shot it.

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

Hear it, endear it, believe it.

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

I'mma make your heads bop until your veins pop

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot