This is a song about "Pop tarts"

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Pop a glock and pop and drop at cops and watch 'em lock to stop you,

By any means, if ya like it or not

There ain't no tellin when i'll snap crackle pop

Cos the gangstas on the block go pop pop pop pop

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

They right too cause

Get off, for i pop off

Pop pop bang bang that's a nine

But check out how i roll mine

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

When snap and crackle belive that bitch gon pop

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

We don't pop and lock, we pop a shot, talk tough you gon get dropped