Symba & DJ Drama Feat. 2 Chainz – Pop Out

Symba & DJ Drama Feat. 2 Chainz - Pop Out
& Feat. – Pop Out

Results Take Time, a collaboration between DJ Drama and Symba, was released on September 16. To complete his album, the West Coast rappers collaborated with a variety of musicians, including 2 Chainz, , Pusha T, Kali, Fridayy, Rayven Tyler, Key Glock, and RMR. “Never End Up Broke Pt. 2” and “GOAT” are among the previously released singles on the tracklist. Stream “Pop Out” on , Apple Music, or Soundcloud below.

[Intro: Symba]
(Cheese)
(Go Grizz)
Yeah
Ayy

[Verse 1: Symba]
It’s been a few days, I ain’t hit the stage, I been in the cirb on the game (Ayy)
I had to start tellin’ my family no ’cause I’m startin’ to notice a change (Facts)
I got too stuck in my ways by stickin’ to everything that I became
I’m out here runnin’ it up (Run it up), you niggas runnin’ in place (Boom)
Time to pop out and turn up the city (The city)
From the Bay where them boys get to trippin’
I’m in Oakland with all black and Jimmy (It’s all black)
Used to trap out a Taurus with Kenny (Boom)
Now I’m out here in foreigns with Kenny (Skrr)
Tryna fit seven hoes in a Bentley (Facts)
I ain’t been outside in a minute
I’m back in the city, we ’bout to get litty (For real)
Feel me
(Oh, you wanna know where I’m at? Ha)
(We outside)

[Chorus: Symba, 2 Chainz]
I just might, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop out with like a hundred foreign whips
I just might, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop out with like a hundred some bitches
Just might, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop out with a honey bun in fifties (Yeah, yeah)
These niggas thought that I was playin’, ’cause I been out the way (Huh)
I’m a million dollar nigga, I been humble, but today (Not today)
I just might, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop out with like a hundred foreign whips (Hundred foreign whips)
I just might, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop out with like a hundred some bitches (Yeah, 2 Chainz)

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
I might, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop out with a .30 and a .40
I’m always ridin’ with a stallion, you with a one trick pony
And, she got them Meg knees, pick up paper like custodian (Huh)
Major necessity is 2 Chainz in a Rollie (Tell ’em)
Yeah, I’m on my way now
Yeah, nothin’ to say now
Yeah, you ain’t see me ball last night, well, I’m ’bout to shave now
Yeah, I’m on a money trip, Richard is plain
Foreplay for me is her kissin’ my ring
I had to tell her don’t flatter yourself
Won’t even take time to look at your page (Mm)
Toni (Talk my shit, I’m workin’)

[Chorus: Symba]
I just might, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop out with like a hundred foreign whips (Hundred foreign whips)
I just might, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop out with like a hundred some bitches (Hundred some bitches)
Just might, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop out with a honey bun in fifties (Yeah, yeah)
These niggas thought that I was playin’, ’cause I been out the way
I’m a million dollar nigga (Ayy), I been humble, but today
I just might, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop out with like a hundred foreign whips (Yeah)
I just might, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop out with like a hundred some bitches

[Verse 3: Symba]
Ayy, all of my hoes look the same (Facts)
I got a fetish for women who blacker than me but they speak-a no English (Ha, haha)
And don’t give a fuck that I’m famous (Ayy)
And rendezvous when we in Vegas (Vegas)
You in the comments of all these bitches I fuck, we on two different pages (Yeah)
This shit never cease to amaze me (Ha, haha)
I got a car that don’t got a key
When I’m parkin’ this bitch, nigga, “Pardon me”
All of these diamonds a part of me
Feel like this money be callin’ me (Brr)
I took your bitch, it’s a robbery
Pussy bring out the dog in me (Hurr)
Hop out the Sprinter, we back in the buildin’
Got too many hoes, brought ’em all with me

[Chorus: Symba]
I just might, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop out with like a hundred foreign whips (Hundred foreign whips)
I just might, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop out with like a hundred some bitches (Hundred some bitches)
Just might, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop out with a honey bun in fifties (Yeah, yeah)
These niggas thought that I was playin’, ’cause I been out the way
I’m a million dollar nigga (Ayy), I been humble, but today
I just might, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop out with like a hundred foreign whips (Yeah)
I just might, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop out with like a hundred some bitches (Ayy)

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