Playboi Carti – Pop lyrics

[Intro]
Ha, you was laughin' at me
You was laughin' at me, fuck nigga
It's a hundred opps, nigga (Yeah)
29 (Whoa)

[Chorus]
You mad at me? Hold up, huh
Hey, nah
On these shoppin' sprees, overseas, hold up, uh (Yeah)
Hell nah
We pop bottles, we pop bottles, we like models now (What?)
Yeah (Whoa)
Yeah, she eat dick like she get down
Pass that ho then shut it down
My bitch dress in ruby red, hold up (Slatt)

[Verse]
I fucked that lil' bitch to bed (Slatt)
Fucked that ho like, "Where you at?" Uh (Yeah)
Too many hoes (Yeah) but my favorite missin' (Whoa)
Where she at? Hold up (Yeah), hold up, huh
I'm ahead (What?) payin' attention (Whoa)
Cocaine music, we got, uh, uh
Condo and a boat (What?)
Hold on, how you get here?
We gone, yeah (Hey), atmosphere (Yeah)
We got, yeah, pills in here, yeah, what?
Wake up, in a spaceship (Whoa, blatt, uh, whoa)
You ain't in a Hellcat, maybe that's why you ain't take her (Yeah)
Let’s get back to business (Hold up, hold up, uh, whoa, yeah)

[Chorus]
You mad at me? Hold up, huh
Hey, nah
On these shoppin' sprees, overseas, hold up, uh (Yeah)
Hell nah
We pop bottles, we pop bottles, we like models now (What?)
Yeah (Whoa)
Yeah, she eat dick like she get down
Pass that hoe then shut it down
My bitch dress in ruby red, hold up (Slatt)