This is a song about "Hip pop"

Before you know it, she workin', jerkin' it nonstop

Cos the gangstas on the block go pop pop pop pop

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Get off, for i pop off

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Pop the weasel, causing upheaval

Go pop some pills or something

And yea we both coming

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

It's not hip hop, it's pop, cause i found a hella way to fuse it

It's not hip hop, it's pop, cause i found a hella way to fuse it

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

Fuck the dip cause that feeling was hip

Nickelodeon. pop and locking, hiding opium

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done