This is a song about "Dicky bop"

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

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

Like beep boop beep bop these rhyme can get yo girl off

So i clap for her, she deserves an applause

Bout that green like baby bop

I know you just doing your job

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

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

Bout that green like baby bop

I make her cum a lot

I'mma make your heads bop until your veins pop

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

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

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

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.