This is a song about "Pop out"

Ever since then i had no job

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/

Beach on the weekend

Pop a bullet in your chest,

Pop the weasel, causing upheaval

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Don’t mean to disrespect you

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

Going to her concert payin for tickets at 50 bucks a pop,

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

They pop a molly, then i pop the kitty

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

I'mma make your heads bop until your veins pop

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

My life is like a bubble i am ready to pop,