This is a song about "Pop shot"

Not giving you my best shot

And i don't make no bed rock

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

Shot fired from the shot tower/

I'm pushing it for the corner

She'll scream and shot off, when i pop off, when i cum!

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

And sins we got

Call this the money shot

Tops until i pop a shot into your iq

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

Life's tryin to lap you