[Intro: Larry June]
Uh
Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Man (Damn)
When I pop out like this (Damn)
ScHoolboy (Man)
Uncle Larry (Uh)
When I pop out like— (Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay)
When I pop out like this

[Verse 1: Larry June]
Boss n***a so I upgrade my bitch
Saucy n***a, you can tell by my fits
Cost a n***a if you want somethin' like this
Drowsy n***a, you ain't really 'bout yo' chips
Mhm, I'ma pop out like this
Mhm, you the first on my list
Goddamn, rose gold on my wrist
Goddamn, rose gold on my bitch (Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay)
Pop out like this, n***a, pop out like this
Popped out of a old school with a hunnind in my engine
Popped out on some n***a shit, five hunnid on my kit
Popped out in a renegade like ho, let me get rich
Hoes steady jockin' when I'm beatin' down the block
Fresh ass n***a with a dope man knot
Fresco n***a gettin' money in a drought
Cardo on the beat so you know this shit knock
[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Pop out right quick, n***a
Yeah, pop out right quick, n***a
Yeah, pop out right quick
So we pop out right quick, n***a
Yeah, pop out right quick, n***a
N***a, pop out right quick, yeah

[Post-Chorus: Larry June]
You n***as bums, you need to pop out right quick, n***a
Them hoes callin', n***a, pop out right quick, n***a
You n***as losin', n***a, pop out right quick, n***a
Them hoes choosin', n***a, pop out right quick, n***a

[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
Boy, I woke up like this, yeah
Whipped the cocaine, whole thang legit
Million dollars worth of game made more sense
Thirty five years and still in my niche
N***a, pop out right quick, n***a
Pop out right quick, yeah
The hoes love me, man, it's somethin' 'bout this shit, yeah
Big Rollie 'cause I took all that risk, n***a
How to be a player, n***a, how to get rich, yeah
Pop out right quick, n***a
Pop out right quick, boy
You rappers rap 'bout some shit don't exist, mm-hmm
I had to drop up out of school, work my gift, mm-hmm
I copped a F12 with ease, ain't no if's, n***a
Pop out right quick, boy
Pop out right quick, mm
A bitch ass big, damn, hurt my dick, uh
I had to real-life my dreams, ain't no script, n***a
I had to bang it on my life, that's on crip n***a
[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Pop out right quick, n***a
Yeah, pop out right quick, n***a
Yeah, pop out right quick
So we pop out right quick, n***a
Yeah, pop out right quick, n***a
N***a, pop out right quick, yeah

[Post-Chorus: Larry June]
You n***as bums, you need to pop out right quick, n***a
Them hoes callin', n***a, pop out right quick, n***a
You n***as losin', n***a, pop out right quick, n***a
Them hoes choosin', n***a, pop out right quick, n***a

[Outro: ScHoolboy Q & Larry June]
Most n***as die 'fore they ever live (Man)
Talkin' 'bout some shit that they ain't never did
Lookin' a sign that was never his (Man)
Hunnid million hoes, I got hella kids
Bitch ass n***a so fufu (Damn)
Man that n***a got no moves (Man)
I'ma slide for my n***as gone too soon
Yeah, bitch ass n***a so fufu (Man)
When I pop out like this
TFM